S.N.A.F.U.

Incase you’re wondering how the Memorial Day Weekend went for us, it blew. Too much stuff, too few boxes, too little time, and, for the final act, it rained. On the upside, once the veritable shit-storm was over, things seemed to have settled down okay. Well, sort of. We’re in tenuous holding pattern until we can begin moving into the Devil Queen. God help us, I’m hoping to pull that off in one to two weeks.

Collectively, there were two nervous break downs, starvation, exhaustion, delusions, and dementia. Great weekend. Most of it was my fault, and the only thing saving me from my stupidity is that I’m a real hard worker. And, I have some very generous, hard working in-laws too (thanks Jack, you own me).