Tuesday, June 03, 2008

movin', movin', movin'

My sister-in-law is moving into our old house while she recuperates from the whole divorce process... which isn't over yet, by the way. She has lots of heavy stuff out in our shop just waiting to be moved to the house, so every time somebody with substantial strength comes by, Cliff puts them to work. Here you see our son-in-law pitching in to move Rena's hide-a-bed sofa. Very, very heavy, and awkward to get through doors.

Here they come!

Cliff's in the lead, they're almost to the door.

It'll only go through the door if you turn it just so.

Cliff's almost 63, but lately I'd call him Superman.

Of course, even Superman has to rest sometimes.

The sofa was a piece of cake to move, compared to the tanning bed they had to take up a flight of stairs in order to find a spot for it.

Greetings to a new reader, Tana, who discovered this blog and, upon seeing the picture on the last post, realized she is a neighbor to Cliff's brother, Don, and left a comment.

I guess that means I'll have to watch what I say about my sister-in-law when I'm blogging. (Of course I jest. :-x )

Tana, next time you see Don, tell him he might be done moving Rena, but Cliff is still at it.

Monday, June 02, 2008

I'm here, really

That's Cliff, his brother Don (who drove the U-Haul) and his brother Phil. Phil's the oldest, Don's the youngest. They hadn't been to bed for over 48 hours when this was taken.

We've had a hectic two or three weeks around here, and it isn't over yet. We've exterminated ants, had a water softener put in, had the air conditioner worked on, and moved and moved and moved.

Cliff has spent the previous three days with his two brothers, moving his sister here from Wisconsin, which you can read about HERE. I blogged about it on AOL because I had so many pictures, and they have that album format that Blogger and Flickr don't seem to offer.

Cliff needed to mow hay last week, but between the rain in the forecast and the big run to Wisconsin, it didn't get done. He hates putting up hay that is past its prime, but it can't be helped.

There's still an endless list of things to be done around here, and much furniture to be moved from the shop into our old house for his sister. We're trying to figure out how to get a tanning bed upstairs, over there. Those things are heavy!