This will be a quick blog so here goes....

First, our wonderful car repair neighbor has applied massive grease spots all over the parking lot.  Add the cigarette butts and the sunflower seed shells and the trash they left behind and you can imagine how "unlovely" the place looks now.  Considering I sweep around our garage each time I sweep out the garage, I am not appreciative of the additional work.  Yesterday, he tried to talk to Hubby and kept saying "is that your garage" and "is that where you park".  He has seen us go in an out of the garage at least half of a dozen times so these questions are stupid and we wonder if he was....well, not sober.  So, Hubby told him to get lost.  I am learning more every day that many people operate under this attitude "it is better to have to ask forgiveness than it is to ask permission".  Sorry, folks.  We will still ask permission or inform people we need to block someone in for just a moment while we unload the car.  I ask you...is it really so difficult to ask or inform someone? 

We broke down and ate out last night.  We went to Chili's.  The one in Southwest Plaza.  It was wonderful.  The waitress was outstanding and so was my blue margarita.  I ordered it this way...I would like a margarite and I want it to turn blue.  "Perfect" was her response.  "I can easily do that in the bar".  She was polite, efficient and did not hover.  However, she was also attentive so her tip, and the compliment we gave the manager, hopefully shows she did an excellent job.

Now to another subject.  I will be more selective to whom I provide encouragement, hope, friendship and sympathy.  Why?  Well, I am burned out from offering such things only to find the originator is "just kidding" or "trying to get a reaction" or "wanting to see who responds".  So, if someone I do not know needs a bit of Mo happiness, I suggest they come straight to me.  I am finished with the silliness.

Ok, eight days (including today) until the move.  I will pack books today while I do laundry.  I have a mover coming by to provide an estimate.  If it is out of this world, I still have time to find another mover.  Plus, we have been moving a few things we do not wish to have broken.  We will also move the computer and the majority of the electronics equipment.  This is something we have always done.  After all, they break it (even with additional insurance) you spend many hours trying to get your money.

The fish will move Tuesday next (in a week).  As there are three, this is going to be interesting.  Girl bettas get along so we may put Max and Cloe in one bowl.  If we put Azur with any female, we will have many more fish.  Not what we need right now.

I also need to remember to unsubscribe to Knockout on Friday.  I totally forgot and now I will play as I don't want to be a "no show".  However, this depends on how my week progresses.

Upstairs is still the same.  However, I have figured out if we have the lights out and the tv off, and she does not know we are home, there is no stomping.  Well, one more week of her and then we are gone.

I heard about a Mayor down in Australia who is telling all the women who are not acceptable in appearance to move to another area where no one will see them.  As beauty is in the eye of the beholder, I sincerely hope no one pays any attention to him.  Perhaps all the females should unite as a group and all move.  Then the miners can be all alone with said Mayor.  I hope he is attractive or at least is able to run fast.  Oh, that was naughty.  Well, why not?  Who is he to decide such a thing?  He is probably nothing to look at.

Ok, must go.  Time to eat and move the laundry and pack our multitude of books.

Hugs to you all.

Edited to add:  I appear to have disturbed Stompy.  At the rate she is stomping throughout her "private residence", she should break through to our level in about two hours.  Now I understand why right after I dust it is dusty again.  She is stomping the dust from her "private residence" to our "private residence".