I am digressing from describing our charitable organizations to say that we will be living in our basement for the next few months as our house is being renovated.  (“Few months” is set at 3 by our contractor and 6 by us.)  My theory is that we will either become incredibly tight as a family or 3 of us will be dead (I am not commenting on which 3 family members it might be).  Our contractor, Mr. Le, is doing an absolutely amazing job to ensure that the stay in our basement is as comfortable as possible.  And I think our house will be really amazing once the renovations are done.  In the interim, however, I’ll be giving periodic updates on how our existence as moles is going.  (Although, really, when you think about it, the fact that the 4 of us are sharing one bathroom is how most of us grew up.  Not to mention that the basement is larger than most apartments in New York City, let alone the rest of the world, so it’s not like we’re really slumming it.)

We’ve also had some concerned questions about whether Santa will find us since our physical location does not include a chimney, but that concern seems to be addressed.  Other than that, the first week has gone surprisingly smoothly.  Let’s hope it stays that way!