Connecticut (Is that how you spell it?) Here We Come

Well, we're really going to do it. After 4.5 years or so of Upper West Side living, preceded by a year in London, we're leaving NYC for the burbs. The Springdale section of Stamford, CT to be exact. Goodbye sunset rooftop parties. Hello fresh cut grass. A car. A yard. A real kitchen (and dining room). BBQs. Space. W i g g l e room. (Yeah, and a commute too.) Of course, we could have bought a condo. Maybe with a pool. Self-manicuring lawns. People who fix things for you. Naahhh. That would be too easy. Instead we bought, er, are buying a Prohibition-era house that needs some TLC -- Tender Loving Cash. It's a house now, but we're going to make it our home. Too bad we barely know the difference between a philips and a flathead screwdriver. It'll be yet another adventure.