Let It Marinate.
While I was letting Larry marinate on my audacious recommendation to move abroad, the clock was ticking.
We got notified the house we were in was going on the market at the conclusion of our lease term.
The owner was kind enough to give us the first right of refusal to purchase.
Buuut, after our next door neighbors passive aggressively called the police on us twice (within the span of 1 year)…
A bihhh more than ready to bounce on up out of that little, lily white subdivision in Alpharetta.