We made an offer on a house last weekend and it was accepted. Boosh.

On top of that, we got to travel a bit for Easter, I submitted a test piece to the Economist, and I sent a story off to Glimmer Train. Oh right, I also rode my bike for the first time in months.

I used to bike to work every day. I would take the bus out to edge of Durham in the wee hours, meet up with Alisa and ride the seven miles into work. Then I’d bike back seven or, on nice day, ride the eighteen or so that it took to get home. It got to be pretty straightforward and I got pretty good at it.

Last spring, I rode most days into work, which was a shorter commute. But then we moved into the city and I basically stopped riding. Yesterday was only seven miles, but it felt like a million.

I got lost a few times, a few bike paths I thought I had on lockdown were just soon-to-be bike paths, and the roads in DC are nothing short of horrific to ride on — but I got to where I was going. I left the bike at the end of the line, and I’m going to pick it up from my friend’s place on Friday and ride home. We’ll see how it goes.

Oh right, we close on the house at the end of the month.