Portland, Oregon: After making a second trip to our motorhome storage garage Monday afternoon to fetch the remainder of our belongings, and food from the fridge/freezer, we are now busy emptying plastic crates and sorting-out our belongings. It takes takes DT ten minutes to unpack. It takes me two days.
I must sort through my clothing (remember, I am on a 2018 no-buying protocol) and shoes. Re-position everything of the "office" category, reorganize the pantry, bring the refrigerator up to speed, and in my spare time, feed us two or three meals a day.
One nice thing: I get to see this view into the forest every morning - from the master bedroom. Rhododendrons are in full bloom:
Dave started outside chores this morning. Using the hose to wash decks and porches, tidying, and using the electric blower to make our outdoor spaces usable. The only one using our lower deck this afternoon was a raccoon the size of a Buick. A bird has made a nest on top of a porch light (EVERY. DANG. YEAR.) above the deck, and the raccoon is either trying to figure out a way to scale the wall to reach the nest, or is waiting for a bird/egg to fall.
Not on our watch.
If you live in the country, you will learn to dislike raccoons and squirrels. Very much.
Maybe even if you live in the suburbs. Or city? Taiwanese-style chicken I roasted in January. Spread the love -->