So Long, Tenant
Mike has turned in his key. I was expecting to help him load the U-Haul when I got home, but it was already full and gone. He’ll spend tonight at his folks’ place and leave for Nashville in the morning.
We had a surprise send-off (that was actually a surprise) at the local Taco Mac last night. I had wanted to hold it at a nice restaurant, but being so familiar from so many visits, it seemed like the most appropriate place. One last wing - for a while, anyway - with the guy that taught me to like ‘em hot and swimming.
It was surprising to realize that he’d actually be leaving; surprisingly sad to realize he’s actually gone. I’ll actually miss him. How about that? He’s cringing as he reads this, I’m sure.
Best of luck in Nashville, Mike. It’s time for a Zalad!