Oh boy, I have my work cut out for me. One day with my sis at her storage unit and my dining room floor and part of my living room are full of boxes. All of the heavy stuff she didn't want to take to Alaska, which means a lot of books, 78s and our mom's extensive collection of antique glass bottles.

Alice, she has a lot of hardbacks of John Grisham and other best-selling authors. I think I'll pull some of those out and send them to that library.

We loaded my car to the gills, twice. I ran to my daughter's house on her lunch hour so she could unload yard sale stuff. The second load her partner came over and unloaded for me at my house. He's a trooper!

Tomorrow, we do more of the same and Rog and I have to bring in the stuff he unloaded onto the driveway from his truck. Big stuff, some to sell, some to keep.

We are all knackered!