You know I am not built to go up and down stairs a million times. I am just not. Last week was two days of going up and down the stairs of April’s apartment. Hold up before that driving for 2 hours then going up and down the stairs for two days and driving to her new place how many times. Then driving home for 2 hours. It was exhausting. What really got me is my feet hurt for days. It really sucked because not only did I do that Monday and Tuesday. Wednesday I had to clean my house for Father’s day. Then on Thursday mow the lawn which typically takes me 3 hours. Let’s just say last week I was sore, crabby, and tired. On top of that, it was period week. UGH!!!! I was thinking about it but I have been packing and moving April since May! It’s so insane!

I am glad she will be done on the 30th. I won’t see her again till August. But it was an experience that is for sure. And one I am happy to be done with. It was a hard move and this is coming from a person who has moved so many, many times in her life.

I finished my mom’s bday present:

This pic doesn’t do it justice. It’s better in person but I finished it.

This July is home in improvement projects that need to be done. At least it’s physical activity I can take my time on and feel proud on the finishing them.

June 7 Jeff and I moved more than 50 boxes to April’s new home. It was such hard work! Right now she lives in an upstairs apartment. Jeff had a good idea to build a ramp which we did but still, it was a lot of lifting and driving. I felt sore the next day. I am going back on Monday till Tuesday. Then Jeff and I will go again on the 21st of June to move the rest. I hope that is it. It’s hard to do.

I have to give it to Jeff. He has those days off and he spent them helping April. He doesn’t complain. He’s such a good guy.

What really sucks that it was so hot out! The humidity was 100%. It was a sweaty mess. Ugh! I know the whole time I help her move but really it’s me moving her. It will be this way. One way to look at it. Gaining some muscle. =)

I have been thinking that maybe others think of me as icy. I don’t know why I have been thinking about it, lately. I guess that isn’t true. A couple of weeks ago I had a conversation with my neighbor. She was telling me she accidentally ran into a tree. You know clumsy but like on her way to her mailbox. Not in a vehicle or anything. Anyways she knocked down some eggs from the tree. An egg fell out of the nest means certain death for those baby birds. She said she felt horrible. Which just a week before I saw some eggs that have fallen out of the tree near where I was mowing. I didn’t mow them over by the way. I am not cruel but I felt bad for the little birdies. I told her that it’s sad that happens but you can’t put the eggs back in the nest. They still will be rejected by the mom. I said it so matter of factly too. She just gave me like yeah in response. Made me think of maybe I should have more sympathy.

In July we are going to one of Jeff’s co-worker friend’s cabin. I was thinking about the social thing I am going to. I am not in any way social at all. As you know I like to put up my walls and stay safely in my castle. I think that people think I am cold or maybe really shy. I also have gotten really, really good at my poker face when it comes to certain topics of conversations. Even though in my mind I have many opinions about whatever people are talking to me about. Years of practicing the poker face have gotten me to this point.

I also think should I care if people think of me as icy? The right answer is no but I am only human and do think about this from time to time. I would like to think that people see that I am a warm person and not a cold person.