A fitting end.

I like to have closure, and OD is finally giving me a reason to end this diary here. To stop hanging on, in denial.

Likely, I will start a new one on Prosebox. And I will miss it here.

But things are changing all around, and it couldn’t be a better time to close these chapters.

This week, we are adopting a new puppy.

And, finally getting two lines on the ol’ pee on the stick.. in 9 months things are going to change in ways I can only imagine right now.

So, goodbye OD.

Moving on.