Where, oh where has Strawberry been?
Packing and packing and (sigh) packing! Renting a storage unit. Hauling the packing over to the storage unit.
First we had to pack up the breakables so the electricians and workers wouldn't be responsible if anything broke.
Then they told us they would work on one side of the house and then the other so we could move stuff from one side and then over to the next. I stopped packing up because hey, who wouldn't want to shift it from one side of the house to the other versus packing it and hauling it.
Now they say they have to work on both sides of the house at the same time so back to packing. keep on swimming keep on swimming
All this packing had me a little depressed over the Thanksgiving weekend. I felt like we were on the move....again. Now for those who know me well, spontaneity is my middle name....but remember, I don't have to pack up the china when you call and say "meet me at the Island" or "let's go have a margarita!"
Now it's time to pack up the fridge.
keep on swimming keep on swimming keep on.....
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