Hubby’s back to “help” with the final stages of the move. A corner of the dining room is allocated to what we’ll take with us in the Suburban – I just didn’t want to fly my pets in a cargo hold. So in addition to Eloise and Wilson, we’re taking some other stuff the movers aren’t allowed to move.
Six days. Yikes!!
I like the “help” in quotes….I have one of those husbands too! I like that period of chaos….you’re tired of going it alone, the chaos is a signal you won’t have to anymore. Until next time that is….