It’s official… I’m a Vermonter.

Well, maybe not… I’m told that no-one is genuinely a Vermonter until they’re third-generation. But I’m a Vermont resident. 😉

The sale of a home here is an old-fashioned, gather all parties around the table affair. Very different from what I’m used to in Kansas City, where I’ve never sat at a closing with either buyer or seller… in fact, in the recent sale of my Kansas City home I participated exclusively via FedEx.

So what’s this got to do with coffee? Nothin’. ‘Cept that I’ll soon be moved in and have access to coffee equipment [roasters, espresso machine, etc.] I haven’t seen in quite some time. More important, though, it means that I’ll soon no longer be in exile in a B&B, and most important to me: my lovely, patient wife is once again by my side.

And that’s a very good thing. 😉

I’ll likely be posting very little the next few days… much to do before the movers arrive on Friday!