Good thing we're retired or we'd never be able to keep up this pace of life.
Thanksgiving decorations are down and tucked away for another year. My house that was so clean and sparkly a week ago is not so clean and sparkly now. Christmas decorations are . . . well, 50% done if I stretch the truth a little. Hope no one pops in to check out the look I've currently got going 'cause they'd say to themselves, "Hmmm. Looks like she tried . . . and missed."
Wednesday night we got a scary call in the middle of the night which started some stress and scrambling but, I'm very happy to say, ended a lot better than expected. (Heck, what's a potentially serious injury thrown into all the rest of the hubbub currently going on?)
We've been traveling 404 miles back and forth (okay, it's not that far . . . just feels like it) to daughter's old place helping her move out. We had a "party" out there yesterday with good friends who helped with willing hands and strong backs, not to mention excellent packing abilities. Got a lot done but worked 99% on outside stuff and everyone had tingling fingers and toesies at one point or another. (Don't think the temp ever hit twenty above.) Got back here near civilization in total darkness and unloaded by headlights.
Off for a moving day again today. I see we got another inch of snow over night. Hope it doesn't add to the slipperiness of daughter's 4-1/2 mile winter driveway we need to navigate on the way in and out.
Tomorrow will be a catch-up day here at home. My favorite seed catalog came in the mail yesterday so I'll have to have hubby hide it from me until I get the holiday decorations finished.
the quotidian (2.20.17)
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