INCOMING

Nope.  Not really.  Fooled ya.  Nothing new this week. Hah!

The reason?  I've been concentrating on Outgoing this week.

We're moving.  So long Southern Maryland.  Hello Florida Panhandle.  And, no, there's not a posse chasing us.

Our son-in-law Walt is headed to Pensacola.  He does some sort of computer work for the government (exactly what, we don't know...that way they won't have to kill us) and Pensacola is apparently the place to be.  All this came up as a very "tentative" two weeks ago and became a sure thing this past week.  Walt and Christina went down to Pensacola a few days ago and bought a house.  If all goes well, they be moving around Labor Day and we'll be going with them.

Exactly where Kitty and I will be going is unknown at present.  An apartment.  A small house.  A cardboard box under the bridge.  The possibilities are endless.  That's something we'll work out in the next few weeks.  In the meantime, there are things to do.

Like sell our house.  Because of the current state of the economy (thank you,George Bush), we'll be taking a financial bath.  Our house is about thirty years old -- not old enough nor new enough to have us come out of this on the plus side.  It's a comfortable place on a good lot of land and has served us well for the past decade.  I hope we can find something as comfortable within our price range in Florida.  I also hope we can find a place that will take our dog, three cats, and our (soon-to-be) nineteen-year-old granddaughter.  (Christina's new house will be filled with the three kids, three dogs, three cats, the Burmese python, the bearded dragon, the tortoise, the hedgehog, and (I'm sure I'm forgetting some animals, so     [inset animal type here]  . Sadly, the goats won't be coming along.)

And then there's the problem of my books.  I just can't take them all -- especially since I d have to get rid of a lot of them.  So the next few weeks I'll be culling them down to just an umpty-ump thousand or so.  And what to do with the culled books?  Oy.

And Christina and Walt have to sell their house.  And move all their stuff.  And all their soap-making equipment; Cove Lake Soapworks will no longer be at Cove Lake.  And Christina will have to go job-hunting.   And the Kangaroo will have to get a new team of medical experts.  And we'll have to line up doctors for our various, albeit pretty insignificant, problems.  And Ceili will have to find a new job.  And.  And.  And...

And come May, once Amy graduates high school. Jessie will also be be moving to the Pensacola area.  Amy's college plans for Maryland's Eastern Shore have been replaced by any decent Florida school with a Marine Biology focus -- and there are a lot of them on the Gulf.

And for the next few weeks blogging will be light.  I hope to get back to regular blogging soon.

Moving is a pain in the butt.  It'll be worth it.  I'm looking forward to what the next chapter in our lives will bring.