Howdy! Fiorella hopes she has her blogging schedule in order now, because her moving schedule is still a mess. Right now, she's lugging heavy carpets out of the garage (where she dragged them to a couple of months ago) to see which would be the best substitute for the somewhat raveled rug she put in the den twenty years ago. Between times, she's cleaning up the area outside the garage by moving the things she'd cleared out of it a couple of months ago back into it. Next, she'll try to deal with the pile up inside the garage door. There's also the some congestion on the counter by the kitchen door--mostly things Fio wants to keep, but hasn't figured out where to put yet.
Moving is hard, especially, when it's mostly a one-woman job. Don't get Fio wrong--son L has been on hand as much as possible for a guy who has a family and lives almost two hours down I-35. He's been great on the phone too, but Yours Truly is the one on the scene full-time.
Speaking of full-time, please excuse Fio while she cuts the salmon that Daughter has had delivered to her into lunch-time sizes. She'll also move a few more things into the garage and try to decide what to do with the kitchen mess.
Oops, Daughter ordered enough salmon for a whole month. This may be tricky because it means she'll have to freeze two of the big boys without cutting them into meal-side pieces.
Hallelujah! Fiorella has at last finished Brother's birthday present!
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