Glyph graduated last weekend. I got to make a speech. It was short. It had an audience of one. I’ll repeat it here.
No, you won’t understand. Neither did anyone else, except for Codex.
Me (into microphone): “Glyph? Shakababa.”
She howled in laughter. Mission Accomplished.
Her class (all 4 of them) made a video and in the video they were invited to go on a great adventure called an Odyssey, named after the sole survivor. The acting was horrible and hilarious, a powerful combination. That’s where we’re at now. It’s been an Odyssey.
We’re still standing, though. Except for me, who is mostly sitting due to an aching back. And Codex who fell down some steps and sprained her ankle on Monday. She is also mostly sitting. I keep threatening her and gifting Ibuprofen. It means we have to name our current adventure after Glyph.
That’s gonna be a challenge because I spent all my brain cells on home repairs. Suggestions very welcome in the comments.
The house went up for sale on Friday and sold yesterday. Insane. We ended up getting our full asking price. We had two bidders in the end, probably could have gotten a little more, certainly wanted to list it for more, but in the end we did what we felt was the right thing.
I keep hearing “No Good Deed Goes Unpunished” echoing in the back yard but I think we’ll be okay. Inspection is tomorrow. Septic pumping/inspection is next Thursday. They walk away after that and it’ll cost ’em plenty. They won’t.
I can’t give details but… they won’t.
We’re hiding a note somewhere in the house. “This space dedicated to the Great Hamster Escape of 2012. God Bless. [Our last name]. Original owners. [Year] – 2022. Someone will find it one day. Maybe it will be the new owners.
We love this place but it’s time to move on, for a variety of reasons.
And now, finally, we can get back to comicing! Not sure when it will be. And if you are the praying type, then, well, you know what to do. We can still use them.
–> Codex & Q