My cousin from Phoenix came to visit yesterday and to help unpack. I had been doing about a three boxes a day and feeling like a lot was getting accomplished. Yeah, we still had half the garage piled from floor to ceiling, but you could walk through the house. Oh what a difference a day makes! She is some kind of work horse. We opened every box in the garage. We took a bunch into the house, and tried to organize what needed to be left in the garage. We threw out tons of stuff (Tupperware with no lids, towels with fringe where there once was none, kitchen utensils with broken handles...) By the time Ken got home, boxes were torn down and stacked in the side yard, the garage was nearly done, pictures were hung, furniture rearranged, and dinner was in the oven! Yeah, she is that good. We finished in one day what would have taken Ken and I months to accomplish. There is a gene on my dad's side of the family that turns people into little work horses. That gene, NOT passed down to me, however, cousin Janet...she got the it! I can't thank her enough.
We also had some of my other cousins kids (grown up) over for dinner (which of course was prepared by Janet, not me.) It was fun having a bunch of people sitting on our back patio enjoying a good meal. I'm hopeful that will happen often. They live all the way on the other side of town, but it is fun thinking they are even semi close. We haven't had that for a while. So, David, Kristi, Tim...you are welcome anytime. I'm even thinking we might have a dog sitter or two in the bunch, just in case we want to take a little vacation this summer.
Well, I'd better go get some dinner started. I think we are having the breakfast dinner tonight, since we were a little too lazy this morning to cook it.
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