My mom and dad are here
Well there are two more days until I move. The house is mostly packed up. We’re tripping over boxes, and discovering things we might need may already be packed. I’m usually a very last minute packing so I have surprised myself in being half way organized this time.
My parents arrived yesterday. They pulled up in front of my house in their RV to which the kids were jumping up and down yelling “grandpa and grandma are here!’ I walked outside to see the smaller RV that I had traveled two weeks with my parents in last year only to found they had upgraded a bit. NICE! WHY couldn’t they have had that for our trip last year?I proposed that they leave me the RV to move into and they could fly home….they didn’t take the offer.
I took them down to the RV park. Ok and RV park in my small town consists of a slab of concrete and about 5 spaces.They can’t complain too much they have their own private tennis and basketball courts.:)
So today will be filled with the last of the packing,working on the car, and kids running around hopped up on “grandparents are here!!!!” sugar.
My whole body is tired just thinking about it.