Well the internet went out Saturday and it's probably just as well because we were buried in boxes. The Lions Club Yard Sale doesn't have to worry about lacking donations for their annual yard sale this year--- we made 5 trips to their storage room-- loaded each time. The bad thing about a big house with lots of storage.... is that you use it. It was the packing that never ends. Then, when we'd get on a roll adn think we about had it all..... people would come over. All weekend. To say good-bye. Zelma invited us over to dinner Sunday night too. Good thing. We were going to eat a can of chili that we kept out (packed the rest of the food) until we realized we'd also packed the can opener.
It was weird seeing our house so empty. Very sad. Then at church it was just hard to say good-bye. They made the husband a quilt and all the families made a block. Even some of our friends who have moved away had signed it and had blocks. Of course they made sure it had GB Packers on it and John Deere tractors. It's great and he loves it. He has felt a bit lost now that he does not have the responsibility of being a bishop. He was eyeballing the neighbors broken sprinklers in my son's neighborhood today and saying he needs to go to Home Depot and get the parts to fix it. He's geared down from 100mph to 2 and is struggling with transition. :D
I got home (to my son's house) at 3am on Sunday (well technically it was Monday). I set the alarm for 6am and had to be to work (summer school) by 7am to get everything set up for my first day of teaching summer school. Needless to say, I came home and went to bed after school. So today.... I almost feel normal. I'm going to bed early tonight. My goal is to be normal tomorrow. What is normal anyway?
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