My dashing husband has arranged the house on the other end of the trip. This was no small feat, and I'm not downplaying his involvement - but if he wanted to tell The Internet about his life, he'd have a blog. I have:
Fought down my Zen desire to throw away all our stuff, and instead neatly packed it.
Arranged for shipping containers.
Loaded one of the containers.
Hired Big Dudes to load the rest of the containers.
Consolidated and packed all my Horse Stuff.
This is a "mobile tool carrier" from Home Depot, and it's also a sweet tack trunk.
The bottom has electrolytes and psyllium. Middle has vitamins/random crap. Upper has trimming tools / more random crap.
Done necessary truck and trailer maintenance and upgrades.
The truck needed its SHOCKINGLY EXPENSIVE 30k mile service. The trailer needed some minor Dixie-clysm repairs, plus a new spare tire mount. Remember when I made a cabinet? That killed the tack room spare tire mount, so I needed a new one.
Gotten the cats, dog, and horse UTD on vaccinations and health stuff.
^^ Ok, not post-vax, that's just how he likes to sleep in the bathroom. FOR REALS, post-sedation for tooth floating:
Not so good at walking.
Arranged for a reroof of the house. Pix forthcoming. SEE? I don't ALWAYS do it myself!!
Cleaned most of the house (minus the room I'm living in, the kitchen, and the bathroom I'm showering in).
Arranged for Horse Living Quarters (at the barn I liked the most, in Portola Valley!)
Washed the horse's nasty mane, and took a video that's too large to wirelessly transfer, and will be the subject of a future post.
Let no less than three sets of
Tomorrow is T-1 Day. All I need to do is clean the bathroom and kitchen, pick up the last couple weeks of dog poo, hook up the trailer, take the last of the recycling to the dump,
(Wish me luck!!)
*Going to California, Led Zeppelin