The Austin house is empty. The moving truck has come and gone; our stuff is already stacked in the hallways and rooms in our Boston house. Two of the three cats are settled after the long plane ride tucked under the seat. All that's left is me, Bicoe, the air mattress and all my tools. There's quite a few holes to patch, paint touch ups, a little grouting and trim work before we can put the house on the market. The last few days have been all about hair in ponytails and sweat equity. (The sweat part comes easy, it's 33 C (92 F) today.)
No turkey for me this weekend. I'm on a steady diet of Vitamin Water and whatever else is left in the fridge. Please have some stuffing for me and make sure you have a happy Thanksgiving!