Yesterday on the way to Sequim, we just had to stop for nourishment after getting estimates for the repairs to Homer from the Ketchikan ferry incident.
Butter in chowder? My new favorite.
Now we're at our new little house, getting settled. Today has been spent cleaning and rearranging stuff from Homer to the house. There is still a lot to do, but patience is a virtue, right? I've been looking for the Moving Fairy to appear but that rapscallion must have higher priorities and doesn't have me on the top of her list. Just wait until she needs help.
Al reminds me that having a house is an on-going, never-ending project,
so I shouldn't ever think that everything will ever be done.
That's part of the fun, right? RIGHT?