(Ben) I meant to post this earlier, but just never found the time. It turns out that moving is rather time consuming....
We sold our Prizm. I was genuinely sad to see it go. It's odd how you can become attached to a car, isn't it? When the new owner (a co-worker of mine) drove it away, it still had the last remnants of decorative window paint on the mirror from when we got married, and I couldn't help but feel a bit nostalgic for all that we've been through in the car. I think I'll especially remember strapping Henry into it for the first time when he and Jenn got to come home from the hospital, and then driving more carefully than I ever have the 2 miles back to our home in Provo. Also, I'll always remember driving it across the country when we moved to New Jersey. All in all, we put nealry 50,000 miles on the car while we owned it, which boils down to a lot of time spend behind the wheel. I guess that's why I had become a little attached.
A week after we sold the Prizm, I worked my last day at the Federal Reserve Bank of New York. I haven't posted much about the Fed on our blog, but I do want to say that I absolutely loved my two years there. It was an incredible place to work, where I grew a ton and felt like I was making at least a small contribution to society as well. I worked with great people there whom I'll miss as well.
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