Yesterday was a day of rest - except for computer and reading. Two days of moving totally did me in and I did not do most of the lifting. R and two young lads loaded the trailer, truck and car - more times than I counted. I was not warned of this impending activity and had very little packed in boxes so I was pushed to pack as fast as I could both in house and in studio. Then sat back while they unloaded. Very long days but all a blur. We made it to bed by 1 am.

So yesterday, R went off, in my car, to set the guys to working on stuff at the Mill. At about 11 pm, I phoned and he was just leaving to take them back to the city. Still not back and my checkbooks are in the car and there is a bill that is going to be overdue. I rather wish I had insisted he pick up me and the laundry on the way. Hind sight.

Today I have been packing boxes and more boxes. At least it is cool in the studio and, as long as the door is closed, not many mosquitoes. Very hot day and I kind of wonder at SRS getting things done "before the mosquitoes..." We will not miss the mosquitoes here at the cabin. There is no "before..." They are ubiquitous and constant.

Hopefully, I can have some peace until the last big stuff gets moved on Saturday. If I ever get my car back, I can move what is packed, by the car load. Also get the new tires that are finally in; we now have a not too slow leak in one tire. Carrying a little compressor in the car to keep it from going flat!

It will definitely take me the rest of my life to get sorted out again. As I have packed in order of essentialness, the boxes are now mostly in that order. Realizing that most people move to a place that is more or less ready. I wonder if this will ever be ready. R says they "got a lot done yesterday". Will there at least be a hose to the kitchen? The paint odour is not too bad but I will set up the screen tent so I have a place to be away from fumes, mold and dust.