Ian is the happiest boy in town today. After getting dressed, eating breakfast, choking down his "vitamin"-laced juice, and saying good-bye to his older brother, he sat on the porch swing waiting dejectedly for his school bus. It was then that I realized that his school was closed today. I suppose he could have been pissed at me for forgetting. He could have had an extra hour of sleep, after all. Instead, he's happily watching Cartoon Network right now. 

At first, I was annoyed that my work plans for the day were derailed again, but looking over the schedule, there are a lot of driving around chores to do. There was never much computer time left over anyway. Now, I'll have pint-sized company as I drive around Bergen County. 

As Ian laughs at the cartoons, I'm picking up the refuge of a busy Memorial Day weekend – damp bathing suits, sweaty Boy Scout uniforms, barbecue tongs, stinky cleats. I want to squeeze out a couple of blog posts and then I'm on my way, with Ian in the backseat, to the CSA pick up and the lawyer's office. 

Since moving is now highly unlikely, we have to move to Plan B, which is to put band-aids on the problems in our current situation and hang tight. Plan B involves a $2,000 retainer fee. 

I'm trying to take an Ian approach to this change of plans. There is a lot to be said for our current situation – a 15-year mortgage, a home that has been tailored to our taste, a good commute for Steve. We'll make some adjustments, and all will be fine. 

Now, time for a housing post….