Getting here and finding a house

We got to the airport and saw that they changed our seat assignment to a bulkhead row. Worse than that we were in seats D, E, and G. I went to the counter to see if we could get seat E instead of G. They laughed at me. I felt shame. It turns out we got the bulkhead in business class and there was no seat F.

Far from acting like we've been there before, we broke out the camera and lived it up. I immediately felt bad for everyone else; as did they when they saw two kids sitting down next to them.


Finn ate the trail mix we brought and drank the juice (not out of the wine glass). Things were fine until the middle of the night when Finn woke up confused and unsure of what was going on. He cried for about 20 minutes causing Liam to also cry. That was a rough stretch of pacing and bouncing.

After landing, we had to find a place to live. It was quite a search, but we found a great place out in the country, backed up to a horse ranch.


Finn and Sarah both found the interior pleasant. We have two bedrooms and plenty of room for playing in the living room. The landlord lives below us and has been great to work with.


The home was figured out and ready for everyone. We're walking up Maslow's hierarchy and have checked off shelter and food.