I've been awake and keeping company with the coffee pot since 3:15. It's almost time to make another pot. Harry came out of his coma around 6:30 and is now out for his morning walk.
Yesterday we helped Buddy, Sarah and her parents load the moving truck. Well, Harry really worked and I just got in the way. The truck loaded well and they balanced it evenly so it would be easier to drive. The trip will take three days - Sarah's parents are following - they are doing short driving days. It was a sad time when Harry and I had to leave - there were tears all around. We are happy for them because it seems that the opportunities for them are better there but it's sad to see them go. They are going to have some cold winters complete with lots of ice and snow. Wisconsin is a big change!
The changes at our house are now going to have to be shifted to high gear. Time is running out and we have to be ready for the new reef tanks by Monday - well the cabinets are scheduled to be here on Monday. The suppliers will bring the bottom part of the cabinets. set them up and trim them out in place. Then in the next few days bring the tanks and hoods. The company will set the tanks. Harry will mount the lights and he and I will set the hoods. That's just the simple version. The actual version could go on for pages and pages. I'll spare you that.
As a matter of fact, I intend to quit ranting about all the things we are trying to accomplish in this old house. It's boring reading and my mind needs a rest from the daunting tasks. I hope I can think of something else - something happier - to blog about.
Now on with the day. It's Friday! Plan - and do - something fun for the weekend.
2 comments:
It is sad to say good-bye.
Being in the military we did a lot of that. I think it's harder for the people left behind because for the people leaving it's a new adventure. I always loved moving to new places. :-)
Happy Spring!
This post made me think of the time that my husband, myself and our three kids moved away from my family--from the midwest to Texas. I thought I would die, and so did my mom. It was a hard few years, but you can see that we ended up back in this area. Some people are cut out for it, others are not. I know how hard it has to be for you, and I am certain that one day, one or more of mine will go away---and I know that's how it is supposed to be, but I know I'm not going to like it.
I think you are handling this wonderfully, and that is no surprise to me. You are wonderful, and always handle everything difficult with grace. Hugs, friend.
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