Don’t spell part backward. It’s a trap.
Mary moved the last of her things to Casa Valencia today, and we had three trucks and eight guys working their tails off from 9:00 AM through 5:30 PM. The guys worked hard a; day and they were a very polite group which I would highly recommend if anyone ever wants to move.
The packers were at Mary’s yesterday, and all the guys had to do was move boxes, plants, BBQ, gazebo, TV’s and other goodies. I was shocked when it filled up two trucks!
We decided to take the gazebo because we could set it up at the far end of the pool, and it would be a nice place for private conversations, plus it provides some needed shade. The guys had it down and moved in a few minutes!
Bob Z came over and helped me with some things; he is a good friend. We directed traffic ass the trucks unloaded, and it was like a three-ring circus! Boxes were flying; hand cars were burning rubber as they careened around the yard. It was a sight to admire.
We were so tired that we went to Mary’s and used the swim spa and then returned to Casa Valencia and walked around the pool before crashing. We only took one bottle of wine because we knew we had to drive.
After getting HOME, yes children, it is now our home; we wandered around the back forty and sat at the gazebo. The reflections were so pretty that I had to take a picture.
Every room was stuffed with boxes! It took an effort to find the bed. We crashed and crashed hard!
I accidentally handed Mary a glue stick instead of chapstick. She still isn’t talking to me