
Old Adam would’ve skipped this
It was moving day today. So I’m writing this email at 9:40 pm. Furniture that looked lighter on the website. Boxes that looked light, and I think I threw my back out picking it up. At 44, I ain’t no spring chicken no mo’. The kids stopped by and picked out their rooms. Ava got the one with the walk in closet. Ashton got the bigger room. I get the remaining spare bedroom to turn into an office/YouTube studio. I told myself I was gonna write this email earlier today. What an adorable thought…



