Thankfully no one is taking it seriously, the police didn't even talk to us that night. They could probably see us painting away through the window. But I do wonder what the future holds now that we have become a target. I've never met her and it saddens me that she would be so aggressive and dishonest. What a sad way to go through life.
Today we made much more progress at the farmhouse. Tomorrow we unload all the big items here... Which means I will finally have my mattress!! A whole big mattress that I can stretch out on! At the farmhouse I had been sleeping on the couch since having the baby, so tomorrow night, for the first time in nearly twelve weeks, I will sleep in my bed!!!
While Tim was over at the farmhouse packing this evening, I got to spend some time with my cuties. My favorite part of the evening was when the kids decided to read bedtime stories to baby E.
When the kids went to bed, I started the task of sorting boxes and putting things away. The worst part about moving is that it will be months before I know where everything is and possibly longer to find a spot for it!
This was after I had already started clearing things out. Yikes!
Ahhh... Much better! At least I can see the floor. There's a long way to go, but at least it is progress!