Well, we are on the move, both Virtually and Physically.
Every time I type the word “Virtual” (or any of its various iterations) I think of the Matrix. As I start typing the letter “V” in the word, I start bending in my seat in slow motion, imagining I am dodging bullets. By the time I hit “rt” I am half way out of my chair. Don’t even ask where I finally land once I reach the end of the word. Let’s just say that I am typing with my toes, have a minor rug burn, and smell like dirty feet.
Yeah, so that is what I am dealing with this morning.
ANYWAYS … As you might be able to tell, the format looks a tad different here on the blog. I have moved us over to WordPress. After doing some testing on WordPress, I found them to have many of the tools and widgets I was looking for to make the blog a little more dynamic and easy to run. Example, one of the widgets allows me to look at my readers right through their screen! I can pretty much see everything … what you are wearing, if you combed your hair today, and everything going on in the background.
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Half of you just stopped, with a funny feeling in your stomach … you know the one where you logically know that isn’t technologically possible, but you checked your hair nonetheless. /chuckle
The answer is “Yes”, I sometimes add random letters to words to make myself feel smart! Is it working, you ask? Uh-mm … yeah!
As our relocation nears, about the 20th of this month, our flurry of activity has drastically increased. Packing is in full swing and we have donated what feels like, half of what we own, in our effort to downsize and have a more simplified approach to life. It feels amazing! We also have started work on the Pine flooring. We are pre-finishing (staining) the flooring, so it will be ready to install once we get access to the house. We knocked out about 600 sq. ft. this weekend. We will get some pictures posted in the coming weeks.
Harvestnessity may be too strong of a word (and most likely not a real word come to think of it), but we were able to pick a few of our Blackberries this weekend. Three to be exact. They are monsters, really huge. All the others are ripening quickly. We are like kids on Christmas morning … except there is no Christmas tree, blinking lights, wrapped presents, decorations, hot cocoa, Christmas music, cold weather, stockings, cookies and milk, decking the halls, a Red Ryder carbine action 200-range-shot model air rifle, or Clarence and his damn bells! Now that I think about it, I am horribly disappointed. /sigh
Until next time!