I think even if a teaching position opened up at say GW I wouldn't take it because I don't think life in DC is for me
I think even if a teaching position opened up at say GW I wouldn't take it because I don't think life in DC is for me
semi-aquatic like otters be.
my upstairs neighbor is a prof at GW, director of africana studies
We are currently in a 3 bedroom ranch which we love, but are moving to a much larger three story 4 bedroom later this month, with the knowledge that we want to create kid #2 sometime in the next year. Also because our current ranch was completely flipped and modernized when we bought it two years ago, and apparently we can sell it for $80K profit after two years because there is a massive shortage of modern "mid-tier" housing here in Winston.
wife almost took her graduate school position at GW but decided on Maine instead.
Also dad wants a basement for "the kids" but one that can also function as a dad cave. Only downside is moving into a less walkable area, however there is access to the Muddy Creek trail a neighborhood over from us so that is dope.
we stayed at the GW dorms every year for the BFTF (Wake's transatlantic summer program which brings a kid from every country in Europe to Wake and we teach them about DEMOCRACY and then bring them to Philly/DC)
those dorms were so grody
semi-aquatic like otters be.
And that's why we're moving! Except it was kid #3 that did it to us.
Bunk beds a cool idea, but we tried putting both of my girls in the same room for like 3 months and it was chaos. No sleep was had. And now the boy is 2.5 years old and his crib days are numbered (he has continued to climb out). We needed more room and a better yard.
What kind of minivan that you pretend is a crossover you rocking ATS?
I just remember the Peleton commercial where the lady looked like she was being held captive against her will and her husband was forcing her to ride the bike.
Think about how much quicker you'd climb that rope if you had a very attractive but borderline too muscular woman yelling to push yourself and climb faster.
We went to one of my favorite Colombian restaurants in Charlotte, ordered the bandeja paisa which is basically a ton of meat, rice, avocado, beans, and a fried egg. Empanadas and platanos for appetizers. Took half of it home and regret nothing. Dog thoroughly enjoyed the leftover chicharrones.