I spent all day today on the phone with tech support people trying to get my computer problems fixed. I think they're o.k. now. Just in time for a new ISP (Internet Service Provider, for you non-nerds).
All of this, of course, keeps me away from packing boxes. I do have to hurl a few of them (that's a figure of speech) into the garage but mostly I've left all the grunt work to SWMBO. Which is best since she will only find fault with what I do anyway. Oh, that's not fair. She's pretty good but she knows how she wants things done.
And I know how you women are reacting. Dirty pig! Uh, yeah.
But I do what I can and that's not very much these days.
There are three days left before we move. SWMBO has finally agreed to have someone come in and clean the house after we leave, rather than come back and do it herself. The BRD convinced her of that after, of course, I had spent weeks trying to convince her.
So it continues. There's really not that much to do but it will increase in velocity as the days shorten.
I'll keep you posted.
