I know I promised a picture of the summer digs two weeks ago but shortly after that post I had a little accident and have been in a narcotic induced coma (with a little facial reconstruction surgery thrown in for good measure) over the past two weeks.
So..drumroll...new summer home...
And that brings the count at my mom and dad's house to 10! Warren upstairs in his Waldorf suite, Joe and Kels are our neighbors in the apartment attached to the garage and we are camped out in the tent trailer, sharing a little yard with them.
I have to say that in light of my recent need of drugs and ice at all hours of the day/night that I'm actually really glad that we are here. Someone is always here to check up on me (no one has a real job). I've been sleeping in my mom's bed because she sleeps like a wrapped mummy so there is no fear of being whacked in the face in the middle of the night and she doesn't grumble when I need more drugs at 3am. She's a good nurse, that one.
Everyone has been doing their best to keep me entertained. When I couldn't read or watch TV Warren set me up with some podcasts and last night we had a movie outside on the back lawn. My mom is doing her best today to make it seem like we're having a 4th of July party. (Even though no one is coming over and there are no fireworks. hehe)
I don't know how long we'll be camped out here. Hopefully our house sells quickly and the we'll go from there...
Who knows what will happen then?!