Life is always filled with small things scattered about. It’s almost tax time. We are slow with the new tax lady. She with us too.
They are tenting here for termites. Perhaps that’s not a small thing. We also have two weeks to pack and wrap things into the truck bed before moving to the beach for 4 days. I still feel the condo association should pay for the hotel rooms, but my opinion doesn’t count….wouldn’t it be nice though.
Plants all out on the sidewalk in front. Foods in the bed of the truck, and four days of clothes in the car along with four computers. Did I really say that? At least the gigante Pot Luck and Speakers Meeting is on this coming Sunday instead of right in the middle of the move. I’ve got cold slaw down to an art form. We need to pack all the stuff for the first Friday night BBQ too. It’s coming up on the 29th. Yes, I have it all on paper and illustrated. Maybe I need to hang it on a sign around my neck so I remember.