Moving Along Faster and Faster

 It's all settled. Fio and family have bought a new house. Whew--this road has been painful. Son L and his wife have done most of the footwork, but Fio put in her share and provided the where-with-all. She thinks they've ended up in a good place, and if it isn't, they'll make it so. Now to finish up packing and hire a  mover. 

It's so warming to have had the opportunity to become acquainted with the person who's going to be living in "the house that Fiorella built." She'd never met the buyers of her North Oaks or Quail Creek homes. 

Your girl just came home from a minor shopping expedition to pick up anything-but-chocolate for herself and a nice leash for Doggie, but somehow, she got back to the house without the leash. It wasn't on her ticket either so her guess is that the checker didn't notice it on the counter, but maybe the loss for the best. Fio likes to dress Sonia in red, but the only leashes Target had available were black and green. 

Fiorella has learned a lot about the British countryside by watching Britain's Somertime Murders, like that all the residents live in quaint villages that sponsor a lot of outdoor festivities, they regularly slink around in the dark of night, and everyone in town has a deep, dark secret. 

Yay! Fio just heard from a Joan, a writing friend who lives in Bastrop, but will be closer now that Fiorella is moving to Austin. Woo hoo! Good times are here again!