Wow. Time flies

  Packing.

  Taking the cats out of the boxes...
  packing.


  Moving.

  House
                Neighbors

  Unpacking with supervision. Baby was NOT happy about the move.

First signs of making it home: a rug. 

  A little bit at a time.

Garage is starting to look a bit full.  

  The hammer I get...
But an ovenmitt?

Bethie's foxes.  
And empty boxes.  

We found a place!

We have found a place in Lancaster, that meets all specified requirements. We realized much too late we didn't specify "close". It's a drive of an hour and a half back to the valley where we all work. Oh well. It's ours and we can move.

And I'm still packing.