On September 29, I had the closing on my condo. Everything that was not going to the buyers was out and packed in the ABF moving truck which had by the been taken over to the storage units. Don thought it would take him until Wednesday to finish packing the truck with the help of his son. It took him until late Thursday with Chris' help and mine. Kevin was supposed to help load as well but he was in a mountain bike accident and wrecked his shoulder the week before. That added driving him to doctor appointments to my to do list and dong some shopping for him plus jobs around the house that might need two functioning upper limbs. We stayed with Kevin on Friday night after the closing and then had a suite in an extended stay place for the coming week. This was the worst possible time to have to get a room because the prices balloon during leaf peeping season if you can even find a room at all. But it was close to the storage units where we were working and it was dog friendly. We ju
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Well, good for you, Grandma. Rock scrambling sounds like a real challenge, one I couldn't take on.
ReplyDeleteWell done Grandma! I was thinking it wouldn't be something I would try...being a klutz I'd be certain to twist an ankle. The memories you're making with Dane are marvelous.
ReplyDeleteThat looks like a fascinating place to explore! What a great place to share with your grandson.
ReplyDeleteHe is such a good sport. Love your grandson!
ReplyDeleteWhat could be more fun to explore than a place with the exotic name of Smuggler's Notch. You really are the cool grandma.
ReplyDeleteWoo. That was an adventure. Not sure I could have kept up but good for you.
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