They wanted me to move next door to them in Santa Cruz, California. And then the question was, would I move.
My answer was, of course I would move. If they wanted me so close, what could be better.
Then there was the question.... When?
The first date discussed was the end of March.
Then Martha discovered she had a speaking date around that time.
After much haggling back and forth the moving occurred February 24. Luckily I had contacted Movers and found out it would take at least nine days before they could assure us of being able
to deliver the furniture after leaving Port Angeles. So Bob contacted a mover in Santa Cruz who assured us he would drive north, pick up my belongings and deliver them three days later.
Martha and I drove my car down in two and a half days. By the time we arrived the furniture had been deposited in more or less their correct places. There were, what seemed like one hundred and five boxes, and two days later they were all on the way to the dump. Everything is unpacked, flowers have been planted in my old pots. Today I bought a bouganvilla and a huge pot to plant it in. And today, after Martha helped me reprogram my computer, I can send a Blog again. (I had to patiently wait for Martha to send the manuscript of her third book to her editor)
And I think I can promise to be more punctual in my blogging.
I am so happy to be here.