okay, so the title implies things were more fun for me than they ACTUALLY were…
…but never mind that now.
two of three days down on the horder-esque pile that is my grandmother’s former place of residence and furniture has been moved heirlooms divided up, and family history learned and, to many degrees, rescued and put in protective places – and that’s just glancing at the garage and doing the front bedroom (which she had set up as a sitting room).
now we try to wrap up us much as we can tomorrow (the last day my sister is around) and than it’s pretty much all on me, but unlike LAST year i have a bit more skin in the game (i.e. i’m broke and my car is creeping towards not working as a daily driver anymore rather quickly) so here’s to hoping i can keep the momentum going till memorial day! (my mental estimated date of getting this bad boy on the market)