Hello, Live Writer…haven’t used you in a while…
I like playing with the fonts…don’t know why I always forget about this program. So, we made it through the weekend and are looking at moving to our first spot on Saturday or Sunday. That gives the new owners of the condo the rest of September to move in and get acquainted with their new home. I’m so happy for them! Since they basically had nothing, we’ve left them our King sized Sleep Number bed (none of the kids had room or need), our couch that is a sleeper-sofa, and my Daddy’s chair. We also left a few bookshelves for them.
A dear friend, new to me, but grew up with Pirate, will be coming down from Wenatchee Friday and volunteered to help Pirate clean. Berta is a great soul and says she actually likes cleaning, and if we supply the beer, she’s ready, willing, and able! That sure takes a load off Pirate, and worry and guilt from me. You’d think I’d have gotten over the guilt by now, huh?
There’s just something about watching someone you love so completely toil and work so hard while all you can do is sit there that really takes it out of a person. I don’t know if I’d still feel as bad if it was a stranger that had to do all of the work…probably!
I’m just glad we have friends and family that are such givers and have really pitched in to help our dream become possible. I’m sure we COULD do this by ourselves, but it is wonderful to have so many helpers in our lives. My TFL, Brookey, would also dearly love to help, but she’s in the same boat as me. I know SHE feels bad that she can’t help, too. I’m trying so hard to get rid of such unnecessary negative emotions in my life. I think when you grow up with a Puritan work-ethic, and then get sidelined like this, it’s a matter of overcoming yer raisin’!
That darn work-ethic is what got me in this shape in the first place…I literally worked my shoulders off my body. =( I waited to ‘complain’ about the pain until I could not possibly lift that last load of ammo. Sigh! So many years ago, so young and silly was I.
I suspect most of us will be blogging about 9/11 throughout the week…it’s so hard to fathom that 10 years have passed so quickly. My prayer is that all of our troops get to come home soon and for good. Thank you is not enough, but more than most soldiers will accept. They do it FOR us, and usually shy away from displays of gratitude…but just know we ARE thankful to you and your families! Because of you, I can sit here in my new RV and watch the birdies with my kitten! I don’t take that for granted one bit.