moving week

Some of you may have seen my friend Dottie's second comment to the last post I made about finding my contractor asleep on the floor of the apartment. Our cute little 24-year-old painter, carpenter and contractor turned out to be a, well, contractor in the worst sense of the word and tried to extort $5,000 extra from us just to finish the job. We had to scramble to get help from family and friends to finish the job because we will be moving at the end of this week. This computer will get packed up almost as soon as I hit "Publish Post," so you won't be hearing from me until Monday or Tuesday next week. I'm sure I'll have plenty to say then! Keep your fingers crossed, light a candle, say a little prayer, do a dance, stuff a statue in sock drawer, rub a horse shoe or a budda belly or just keep us in mind as we make the move.