By this move I was doing much better, stress-wise. Till I lost something, that is. Then — well, that wasn’t good. They say you lose stuff every time you move. Well, I’ve been losing stuff every since I moved back from school this spring, and it’s driving me CRAZY, because this is so NOT like me! Plus the disorganization is driving this high “C” crazy too! Nonetheless…we moved again.
I had packed most of our stuff the night before, and then I worked the day of our move also. So I got home in the afternoon and ran around like a chicken with my head cut off for 2 hours. Jerry got a couple hours off work and came home to do wth carrying and “man” part of cleaning up the place we house-sat (i.e. — burning the garbage). We are now settled into Grandma F’s basement, and she will be leaving for the States (she’s one of those lucky snowbirds who escapes Canada’s freezer for a few blissful months!) next week. So this will be our home till April, hopefully!