Many of you have written and been concerned about the state of my debris, um, I mean furniture. Honestly (just because it would make a better story and like my father, I rarely let the facts get in the way of a good story), there is a part of me that wishes they had delivered the wrong furniture, or broken everything, or whatever, but divine hubby's report was uneventful. He has not found everything yet, but he says the driver and two unloaders showed up on time, were there fewer than 5 hours and were very helpful, worked hard, and all went well. Ho hum. My story, while fury-inducing, was a better one. :)
Chase and I are headed to Las Vegas on Monday, after spending a little time with some friends along the way. We are sending prayers and well wishes to my baby brother and his beloved wife and daughter, as they move to SC this weekend. Safe travels, baby brother!!
I'll be in touch...as divine hubby would say, be good and don't bite anyone!