Signed, sealed, and delivered, as it were.  Nick called a while ago to congratulate us.  It doesn’t feel like a thing to be congratulated for.  We sort of feel homeless, or at least in some sort of limbo.  We’re living in the midst of ALL of our stuff–and some still of my mom’s.  We got rid of all but a few pieces that still need to go.  Anyone in the market for a really nice modernist easy chair?  Or a Lane set of cocktail table and two end tables?  MAjor pieces of furniture that we’re taking but not using now are littering the backyard, the front porch, and the house is crammed full.  And then there are the boxes….  And then there are the things still to be boxed…