Tuesday, October 4 Seven men and seven hours to pack a house and crate time and music minus doughnuts and pizza and a driver’s frantic call to his accountant because if he didn’t wire $450 to the IRS right away they’d issue a warrant for his arrest. The grand girl won a […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 3 #SouthFloridaBound
Monday, October 3 Delays are good. Sometimes. Like when the packers are supposed to come on Monday and then they aren’t. Because you discover that you’re far from ready for them anyway, because you’ve underestimated stuff, and you’ve forgotten to pay your bills, and you’ve lost a safe deposit box key. Did I mention the grandgirl delayed to clean […]
31 Days of Moving Reflections – Day 2 #SouthFloridaBound
Sunday, October 2 Last night I hugged my dad and hugged my brother. Sissy made no-churn ice cream and homemade cinnamon rolls to see us off. The colors are changing, and we are changing. I wonder when we’ll see fall again. Our daughter needs us home. She’s exhausted (as we all are), and friends […]
in which I sign on for #31days and why I’m not linking up
Dennis stuck his head in the door. “Put your shoes on and come out here.” I slipped on a pair of Keens and rolled up my p.j. bottoms and followed him out to where the dogs were playing–in a clearing. I gasped. There’d been a chainsaw massacre while we were gone yesterday. Dennis had asked […]
