I am moving in-place.
What is that, you say?
It's when you pack up all your belongings in boxes, empty your closet and move your furniture from all the bedrooms 30 ft away.
Why, you ask?
It's because I'm remodeling and redoing the floors from carpet to wood
Tomorrow morning I will go to a community garage sale with my daughter and granddaughters. In the late afternoon, my ex husband is taking my daughter and I out for a late mother's day lunch. If it is pretty out, I will be outside some, but I am one of the old fashioned southern belle's. I do not like to get too much sun. That is not because I don't like a tan. It is because I have had to have some skin cancer removed 3 different areas from too many rays when younger. Growing up is hard, but then so is cancer surgery. My yorkie Boz is a senior. He has arthritis in one of his paws and a hip joint. I spend much of my time now picking him up, putting him down, and giving him meds. He cannot use his steps anymore.I am worried about him and I have some joint inflammation med and aspirin for digs I have him on. At this time, i try to limit myself from leaving him too long. So Sunday will be a pamper Boz day.
Dancing mostly Cha cha tonight. Tomorrow, some Salsa. Sunday, I'm going to the Humanist Community meeting for a lecture on the propositions on the ballot.
Well, tomorrow I've got to go help my son and his wife fix up his back yard. Slaving in the heat, yay.
Sunday night I'll probably go with kids and ex-wife to a mother's day dinner.