We are down to the crunch. Moving day is Monday and Tuesday. Current home is a disaster with boxes, full and empty, sitting around. There is no semblance of order and decorum and the cats are using this opportunity to sleep on the dining room table. (No they are not allowed there.) I think the cats like the house this way. More boxes to hide in or around.
The odd thing is that whatever I boxed a few days back and moved to the new house is now desperately needed at the current house. How does that happen?
Yesterday both the beloved husband and I sat in front of the computer all morning and part of the afternoon changing addresses. This isn’t the first day we’ve done that. Who knew we had so many accounts? We are really simple people.
Part of the computer time was trying to score a covid vaccine for me but no luck with that. There seems to be secret techniques, none of which I know. I have tried everything people tell me that worked for them but it’s not meant to be. I’m being cautious and staying safe.
Just a few more days and I’ll be on the other side of this life changing (threatening?) event. It’s the move I’m talking about, not the virus. It will be months until we are on the other side of that.
I’m hoping my happy muse rejoins me from the Bahamas where she is vacationing and sending indecent posts!