The packing is about half finished. Boxes line three walls. My friends who are better at math than I am assured me it will all fit in the cube.
I admit I still have my doubts, and Wednesday, I’ll be driving the scooter and several boxes of books to R’s place up north. He’s offered to bring my stuff down when he comes up for a visit in June.
Pretty much everything I need to do otherwise is complete.
My property manager job is starting to wind down as the owners take over my duties. Sunday, the first day we’re supposed to hit the 70s this year, I will be teaching them how to do stuff. Yes, again. It’s more complicated than they realize, and I expect to receive many frantic calls from them over the next several weeks.
Last night, temps dropped below freezing again in St Paul. I think we got down to around 28 or maybe 26. This morning, it was 31. We’re supposed to climb into the 50s this afternoon. That is still below normal. 😦
I can’t begin to tell you how tired I am of being cold. The ancient heating system in my building can’t deal with fluctuating temps despite a new boiler, so I’m huddled under blankets most of the time, trying to keep warm.
Such will not be the case when I reach Florida! 🙂 I keep telling Suki, who is also cold, that soon she will be toasty warm all the time. One of the first places I intend to visit is Key West. The main form of transportation there is moped, and Suki already knows how to ride one. 🙂
Then we will stop for a meal at the Schooner Wharf Restaurant, which allows dogs at your table. At the bar, too. Heh.
I ate there last time I was visiting. Living in Key West might be problematic because of its size and the tourists, but spending a couple days there is wonderful. So much fun!