Franklinsanity

7:23 am Memphis, TN – we’re waking up in some kind of large carriage house, set in the huge backyard of an even larger, historic home in Memphis’ Garden District. 

I’ve been to Memphis before – but only for a bachelor party. Needless to say, we weren’t in the Garden District. And we were exhausted when we arrived, so much so that HHW and I were bickering over where the key to the Airbnb was, when in fact the owner had left the door open for us, knowing we’d arrive late. So I have no idea where the heck we are. 

Reportedly, a pig lives in the backyard. Walking the dogs this am should be very interesting.

Need to figure out breakfast and then get back to work. Work, work, work.