A #BrightSpot has appeared in an otherwise underwhelming life.
Turns out the cost to ship my crates to France will be just over 1/3 what I thought they would cost, meaning I can probably also afford to ship my motorcycle instead of selling it.
It's nice to have good neighbors. Beyond nice. I'm in a state that overall votes Democrat, in a multi-county region that is hardcore Trumpy Republican, in a little college town that is more liberal than conservative. My one-block street has an awful lot of pride flags (and two Trump flags and one Church of Satan flag). Our neighbors had a bonfire. I feel peripheral to that friend group (it's my kid's mom's people), but they are great folks. And they appreciate an Indigo Girls sing-along.