We are experiencing a cold and dreary spring. Ted is sick but all he thinks about is eating. I am surrounded by packed boxes and boxes crying out to be packed. China is having so much difficulty with her hips that she will have to make her final journey very soon and it is breaking my heart. I have had her since she was so little she could sit in the palm of my hand. Now, at almost eighteen, she can't jump on the b ed and we have to put her on it. I know it is time but that doesn't make it any easier.

I have movers coming next week with an estimate on the furniture...hope it is not too bad. I have everything but the water bill arranged and I have to show up for that in person with 2 forms of I.D. Why?

Hopefully my mood will change when the sun comes out. It usually does.