I didn’t think orthopedic shoes would help, but I stand corrected!
We were up and going early this morning since we had to be at Rockwell’s at 9:00 AM to meet with Robin and the crew. 9:00 AM sharp Robin appeared, and the three of us had a great breakfast. By 9:45 AM, we were at Casa Valencia deciding what to do next.
Mary returned to her place and worked in the master bedroom. Robin attacked the china cabinet doing the washing of the crystal and moving some furniture. I spend four hours in the office getting ready to receive Mary’s
We have the master bedroom suite, the office, kitchen, and outside plants/tables/storage facilities to go! If all goes well, we will be together in the Casa Valencia abode Wednesday evening. We will be pooped! Mary’s house is looking pretty bare right now.
We have a lot of work ahead of us getting the place ready for incoming visitors on or around the 28th!
Robin and Mary worked in the front of the house, and I got the office ready for Wednesday. After a while, our handyman called and wanted to buy Mary’s extension ladder. Well, she worked out a trade; if he would replace and install seven fire and CO2 sensors, he could have the ladder. The deal was made, so Mary headed to her house to continue getting ready while the handyman did his thing.
At 5:00 PM, Robin and her sister departed, and I also headed to Mary’s (I had to, Mary had the car!). We visited with Robin for a while. After Robin headed home, we worked until past 8:00 PM, at which time the swim spa was our next destination.
Right before bed, I remembered a conversation I had with an old high school chum. He grew tired of being a taxidermist after 15 years, and went to veterinarian school. His new business never got off the ground so he decided to operate both his taxidermy and vet business together to save money. His new slogan was: “No Matter What Happens – You Get Your Cat Back.”
We crashed immediately after getting out of the tub, and in fact, we didn’t even have dinner; we were so tired. Remember: A man who runs in front of a car gets tired, A man who runs behind a car gets exhausted.