Closer and Closer and Closer

 The pictures of the house got taken, but not while Fio was on site. Instead, she was at the doctor's, waiting for two hours to get her heart checked. Good news all the way around--your girl's heart checked out so it will be fourteen months until she goes under the knife again, plus Sonia Dog was fast sleep on the back porch when when Fio got back to the house, which means she'll accept exile while prospective buyers are in the house. To top it off, Fiorella, on her umpteenth search of the premises, finally found her purse this morning, and in the most logical place--the top drawer to her bedside table in the master bedroom. 

First thing this morning, your girl will be trying to gussy up the guest room and the master bedroom. The problem is that she's already packed up all the sheets, pillows and pretty covers/quilts and isn't quite sure where they are stored. 

Fio also needs to create a centerpiece for the dining table. Someone else had messed with great-grandmother's Haviland and tried to use a couple of the big bowls for said centerpiece, but it didn't look right so Fiorella moved the bowls back to their cabinet and will search Target for something more suitable.

Your faithful correspondent has to confess that she accidentally turned over the big trash can while she was filling it and couldn't upright it. Nothing to do but transfer her  sizeable load into the smaller can and drag it up to the road for the weekly pick-up. Maybe some nice TALL person will come along and save the day. (Hint, hint!)

Hey, hey--Fiorella has framed Son L's drawing and it really brightens up the dining room. Now all she has to do is create a dining table centerpiece and toss a couple of throws on the guest room and master for the house to go on the market.