Today is "move day" July 5th, 2011. Grandson Kahlil and I spent last night in the new place, on the floor. My text message at 8AM: "First time in sleeping bag, no air mattress...on the floor. We both slept okay. Got some OJ and Coke at grocery store, now eating bfast, next wait for movers to arrive. xx"
Takashi made three separate trips yesterday from old apt in Fort Lauderdale to new one in Hallandale Beach...bringing stuff that was best for us to move ourselves. (He's a good grandpa: on his first trip he took Kahlil with him while I stayed behind to pack.) The final trip K&I came along, saw fireworks over the beach from our new balcony, and then the professor departed to complete the dreaded "kitchen packing" and we slept here to welcome the movers.
Lessons learned for next time: bring a towel, Charlie's camera, a few plastic cups, & grandson's favorite blanket. We actually did fine without these. Amazing how we can adapt. Hey, we got 99.8% of it right.
Kahlil is playing on the floor, happy with his "purple car" aka '66 Bonneville. He hasn't had TV since leaving Portland. Once I mop the marble floors we'll go out to find and feed the birds. We overlook a golf course and the ocean is 15 minutes away...can't wait to go swimming there this week. He wore "pull-ups" last night (Charlie is adaptable but not ready to get wet at night) and was completely dry this morning after a hectic Monday. Thataway, Kahlil.
More later. Hugs, The Three Guys
Thursday, November 24, 2011
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