Making the Move

This morning Skip is celebrating and in mourning all at the same time--at least I'm guessing that he is. He got up at the crack of dawn (which is WAY early when you're this far north) and headed back to London. He went to his last BVB football game of the season and he said it was the best game yet. They beat last year's champion and apparently the star player was in rare form--even for a star player. AND for one of the few times when he has been at the stadium, the weather was beautiful. Skip has really enjoyed his season tickets with cousin Torsten. I know he is sad to see it come to an end.

I am trying to sort through all our stuff here. We will have about the same amount of living space in London, but just about zero storage space. Whereas we have a laundry room here where we stash seasonal decorations and luggage, in London, we'll have a little closet that houses a combination washer/dryer. So who knows what we'll do with all the luggage et al?

The weather is actually getting hot here and everyone is enjoying the sunshine. Last year, April was the nice month, but this year, May has it.

Skip will be back tomorrow night. He promised to be here on Friday to help with Maddie's birthday party. We're having 5 little girls sleep over. Prayers are appreciated. I actually have an escape route planned if things get out of control.