Heck yes, Saturday.
Today is the big day. Operation Move the Clinic. I am mostly just excited about the experience, but it is taking all weekend between packing, moving, set-up, doing the walk-through on our old place, and getting utilities turned on at the new place. And, of course, itâ€™s all made so much more interesting by the presence of Henry! As long as we have his jumper, heâ€™s good. So heâ€™s been jump jump jumping amidst the boxes.
This morning, however, has been about household chores. Laundry (on the dining room table, of course), breakfast, baby time, pet care. As I said before, I really donâ€™t think the addition of Pippa has added too much work to our daily load â€“ cats are SO easy (on average) in comparison to dogs (on average). Plus, she is so sweet that I donâ€™t mind taking care of her at all. I do feel like on permanent poop duty between changing diapers, cleaning a litter box, and scooping up the dogsâ€™ business. Iâ€™m surrounded by pooooop.
On that noteâ€¦ Breakfast.
French toast with a red pear.
Better get going â€“ U-Haul awaits.