Okay, I don't know about anyone else but I HATE moving!
To make a long story short, my husband and I moved house this past several days after I had spent a week on the west coast with my mom and sister's. It was our annual girls weekend so I flew out to Portland Oregon and we made the trek out to Lincoln City, Oregon for rain, sun and casino play. My mom didn't feel too well as she just got out of the hospital three days prior with a bad case of diverticulitis. For those non-medical people, that's like having open sores in your colon. Not fun.
Anyway, he moved a few things while I was gone, but the majority of it was done after I got back. Rested and relaxed from my week away? NOT! After moving our 2000 sq ft plus home into a 950 sq ft home, I'm now playing catch up with my writing, promoting and general stuff.
We also ended up putting one of our dogs down. She was pushing 15 years old and she had contracted some kind of infection that wasn't going to clear up withouy tons and tons of antibiotics. She'd had a pretty rough couple of years over the last few so my husband decided to put her out of her misery. We still have 3 dogs, 2 cats and 2 horses so we don't lack for animal affection.
Onward and upward as they say. I'm gearing up for Lori Foster's Get Together in less than a month. CMA fest the week after that and Fandom Fest in Louisville KY right before my birthday in July!
Summer's here and I'm ready to party!
Until next month