During week one life was pretty much on hold.
- We had the great cleaning challenge of hitting up everything and anything that had a surface.
- Then came the first truck.
- The second truck.
- Then the furniture.
- Followed by exercise equipment.
- Finally the dollhouse.
That was a full storm that led to the unpacking, decluttering and donation phase.
We are stuck in that rut but are finally getting out two walks a day. Oh and we have a bed in the half bath and moms closet. After we moved in some birds mom thought our house was good enough for her. Only the humans found this so far. .
Onto more important things- today's walk kicked our booty.
guess who read the tagging and chose adhere to it?
We even had a two man on the water.