For all the old stuff I still have to unpack and put away, there’s even more new stuff to get used to.   By Hannah Wallace   I hope you all enjoy references to my moving, because dear lord, it will never end.   It’s such an all-consuming thing. I find myself wandering from room [...]

Using violence, exercise masochism and shoddy footwear to shake off the stress of my move.   By Hannah Wallace   A relatively short note this week—I’m still in the midst of moving madness, and I just don’t have the energy to concentrate on anything else. Unless you’d like to read about where I think my [...]

I’ve moved to a new home in my (adopted) hometown.   By Hannah Wallace   When I moved to Indian Beach nearly three years ago, I was greeted by a peacock in my yard, plumage vibrant, tail spectacularly fanned.   This Christmas day, the first morning in our new (rented) Bradenton home, CCB and I [...]

When it comes to our two-town feud, I’ve never known which side I’m supposed to be on.   By Hannah Wallace   Well, I caved. Traded Infinities for Impalas, Bordeaux for Budweiser. Ventured northward to live the simple life in our unloved stepsister city. Yup, I now live in Bradenton.   Or, wait, did I [...]

I survived seemingly interminable holidays and live to tell a tale or two.     By Hannah Wallace   Wow. Almost couldn’t find the office this morning. Nearly walked into the Bradenton Target instead—old habit. Tough to find your footing again after being dizzied by the Christmas whirlwind, right?   By my count, I celebrated [...]