Ok, somebody say something!

I've been waiting faithfully for all you blogger watchers to say something. I have also been waiting patiently for my daughter to post the pictures to the house. We have some more that are a little more current, but a different angle. Still can't post them here until somebody helps me. Lar went down this weekend with another load and finished grouting tile, hooking up the water heater and spent the first night in the apartment.

He had planned to get up early Saturday a.m. and leave around 5:00. I went to bed around 2:30 - he was awake. Said the neighbors dog woke him up. He decided to just go, so he left at 3:00 a.m. OMG - he is driven to get this deal done. I am too, I just don't have the same energy level or strength he does. I called him around 9:15 to make sure he made it (since he was supposed to call when he got there) and he already had the trailer unloaded and the some other stuff done. Wears me out to think of it.

I am on the last leg of going through junk around here to have the big MOVING sale, which will take place this week - Thur, Fri & Sat. Ya'll are all welcome to come buy it all or help...ha.

I have some friends coming I hope. Maybe a relative or two. I spent all day Saturday going through our bedroom & closet. That was a major task. I also got half way through the kitchen before I had to stop because of a live scorpion. Seemed like the logical thing to do. I couldn't find any bug spray, so I covered him up with a pan & left. Ugh - I hate those things. Lar says I have to get used to bugs cause we are moving to the land of many giant bugs.

Ok, I will learn to swing something at them.

I think our cats know somethings up. They were both pretty antsy over the weekend. I keep telling them they will like it where we are going. Lots more wild game to hunt. Of course, I didn't tell them the wild game will be hunting them too. We will try to keep them safe. The trip down there should be interesting. Momma cat has never been on a trip like that. Our neighbors with the 14 cats told us some fun tales about their trip from California in a motor home with the cats. Of course they only had 13 then. We did that once with 2 siamese cats. The female managed to just hunker down in the van and ride it out. The male had to be drugged almost into oblivion. He was a funny sight, but he survived, as did we. That was 34 years ago or so.

Anyway, I am rambling, as I am prone to do, and have actually run out of anything interesting to say, so I will TRY to go to sleep. That is becoming a rare commodity around our house - no matter which one we are at.

So post something - all you die hard bloggers. Bye for now.