I spent hours and hours this week walking around the house. The temperature was in the 80's so we turned on the air conditioner.......... I am most weary of this but I see days and days of it ahead.
At least you can see the floor now. There seems to be no end. I put things in boxes to give and then switch them to boxes to move and then move them back to the give boxes. In the midst of all this excitement Peg called. She and Bill were checking out the tag sales. Our local Masonic Lodge has one annually and rents tables. One person was closing a knitting shop and had some wonderful yarns. I went and looked and thought of buying and then remembered the trouble I was already having at home with more stuff than space. I began to feel like the monkey with his hand stuck in a jar. We all remember that story. I came home empty handed.............
And here is what is left........
After work today I have to go upstairs and clear off the bed in the guest room. I have been sorting winter clothes upstairs but Lem and I will be using that space this week.
Alan called this morning and they will be painting our bedroom this week. I suppose the kitchen will be next.
Things are starting to come together.