I'm sitting outside on my daughter's patio while swinging my grandson, catching up with Fox News on the patio Flat screen TV and trying to post an update to all of you while typing on my daughter's laptop. Her keys are closer together than on my laptop so I keep hitting the wrong keys while my fingers try to adjust to someone else's laptop. Hers is also not a touch screen like mine...but at least I have a little time to post so I'm just going to do the best I can here. The trip here this past Sunday with my son-in-law's best friend was wonderful. There was very little traffic on the interstate the whole way from Lafayette to my daughter's home in Texas and while I thought we would not have very much to talk about during the ride...I was pleasantly surprised to find we talked so much I didn't even have time to read any of the book I had brought to read. It is one of the few times I can say I really enjoyed making this trip in a car instead of on the train. Monday morning I got up, had my cup of coffee and something sweet to eat and my daughter brought me my eight month old grandson to take care of while she went back to sleep for a couple of hours with my going to be 3 year old (in August) granddaughter. Of course you can absolutely get no packing, etc. done while watching an eight month old. But we did have a grand time getting to love and hug each other again...and this little one loves to give and receive kisses! So these couple of hours were definitely worth sharing with my grandson instead of packing. Later in the morning when my daughter and granddaughter woke from their beauty sleep and my grandson was back in their care I started in on the decluttering of her home so that they can put it up for sale. And that is when the "fun" really began! Trying to declutter, pack up the excess, and make rooms look neat with an almost 3 year old granddaughter trying to "help" you is an adventure in itself. For every one thing I packed away to declutter a room, my granddaughter would proceed to fill that empty spot with a few of her toys or stuffed animals, etc. all in the name of "helping" her Granny. It's a good thing this Granny has been through a few moves of her own with little ones this age "helping" me so it didn't bother me at all, my daughter on the other hand was about to pull all her hair out because she did not see how we would really get anything done with all this extra "help" from her little one. And yet we are getting things done. Half the garage is stacked with packed totes ready to be moved to Louisiana and the rooms are coming together just fine for "staging" when the house goes on the market in another week or two...although you will find a few of my granddaughter's toys in every room. I just know one day she will be a famous interior designer and her Mom will know why her daughter had to "help" us so much now. I was right not to bring my laptop as every day has been filled with packing, rearranging some furniture, helping with the grandkids, doing normal housework and laundry, etc. and when I hit the bed at night I am so tired I feel like I am twice my age. But I also feel like I am one day closer to having my daughter and her family back home in Louisiana...and that makes everything worth it!