My hands are hamburger. Wife is swinging from the chandeliers. Some days it's just not worth chewing through the leather straps.
By setting a deadline to get the truck and move, I effectively doomed us to trying to get 3 weeks of work done in 5 days. Yes, it's crazy - but we're going to make it. Wife's daughter Katie has helped a lot, too, and the missionaries came by the other day and helped us clean out the crawl space where the food storage buckets and lots of other things were, getting filthy in the process.
Our realtor came yesterday and we got the house listed. We pick up our truck at 9:30 this morning, and we're hoping for a few warm bodies to help us move stuff into the Wolfmobile. Everything's upstairs or in the carport, most everything is in boxes, so it should be a fairly straightforward operation.
Left for me to do:
Install two outside lamps on the front retaining wall
Finish a backsplash on the new countertop
Pack my travel suitcase and the rest of my clothes
Help clean and touch up paint as needed.
Probably a whole hqizload of things that I'm not even thinking about.
Left for ToniAnne to do:
Go around the house and touch up paint job.
Make sure her daughter has everything she needs while we're gone
The whole hqizload of things that I'm not even thinking about, times jillionty-six. She really gets a gold star for plowing through this, and deserves a cruise or something to make up for it.
Tomorrow morning, Mogg willing, the Wolfmobile will be on the road in the direction of Detroit. Route looks like this:
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If you're anywhere near our route, give me a heads-up. You can text me a short (140 character) message at email@example.com. If it's possible, we'll stop and say hello.
Pray for us - we'll need all the positive energy we can get.