Sunday, March 15, 2009

Sure signs of relocating:

The pile of boxes and packages just keeps growing.

Ro's cactus has been dug up- swaddled- and is drying out before it can be transplanted at the Smith's.

The metal sun, which was left by the previous owner and I always hated, was the only way we could get people to find our place when we first moved in. Now I can't imagine my house without it, so with us it comes.

Going over the route every fifteen minutes, just to be sure.

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