Ok, I’m behind the eight ball in this 30 day festival of blogging. What can I say, the day-to-day of relocating has weighed me down for a couple of months now….I’m so f’n over it…I want my routine back!…wah wah!!….
I’m really digging the east coast of Florida, the people have been cool and seem to be more NY like than in Naples (The Southie Southern Retreat). No offense but I’d had my fill.
So the other day I had the new condo inspected….Oliver, Pittsburgh Steelers cap over his balding, skinny white head was the man they sent to do the job. Old Oli’s biggest concern was …..the cash….I got there a bit late…my real estate agent was there to let old Oliver in….Oliver was the kind a guy that wouldn’t no a joke if it bit him in the ass. Half hour work….160 bucks……but it got me insured, that’s all that matters…..
If all goes as planned I’ll be closing on the new condo Tuesday. It would have been Monday but MLK Day cut me off. Then, I get to haul my stuff out of storage, my poor hips……That’s next, after I settle, getting my hips fixed is reaching critical mass. Our recent cold snap here in Florida makes my hips scream…..