I really do feel like I've been fighting in a war the past couple of weeks.
Don't they say that the three most stressful things in life are death, divorce, and moving?
If so, considering the last 2 years have been overloaded by death, it only makes sense that this summer should be taken up by the other two.
Good news is, things are progressing, and I'm moving on September 1st. The next 10 days are going to be pretty full with painting the new place, doing some minor renovations (moving a high-mounted cabinet in the kitchen, installing another one, sealing/drywalling a closet and building in shelves, replacing the floating bathroom sink with a new cabinet/sink combo + faucet, etc), and packing up all my stuff. Oh, and I still have to call someone to install screens so Berkeley can't escape...
Other good news, my knee is almost healed up :) I've been able to do some light jogging in the last couple of days, which means Eva is a little less crazy, and I'm sleeping a little better.
I decided to move early so (hopefully) I can get up to the cabin for a week in early September to chill-out/relax after all this craziness.
...and of course swim before the lake gets too cold :)
Flash Fiction Friday will continue as usual, but otherwise, I think I'm going to be goin' dark until the move is over and done with.
Thank you for your continued patience, and I hope you'll give me the gift of something fun to read on Fridays :)