First night - empty house. We unloaded the things we brought with us (bedding, some clothes, animals, animal food, coffee fixings, misc. 'I don't know what'), and explored a bit -- where to put what, surprises, things we'd forgotten (though Howard hadn't forgotten anything - he's never seen this house in 'real life' before; such trust that man has for my choices), begin thinking of how to handle painting, cleaning, all the stuff that comes with such a move. Inflated the airbed, slept in until 6!!!

Big, beautiful hand-created sign on the garage door, plus a welcome basket waiting at the front door -- both compliments of Jessie, Derek & the Grand-Dudes. Fun that we had no fewer than 10 phone conversations with them on the trip down -- checking in, where are we now, what should we do about . . ., "Grandma, are you moving here?" compliments of Mr. Brady, like that.

Had forgotten how STEEP the driveway is. There is NO way the moving van will get up here and, therefore, I do not envy the people hired to help unload 20,000 pounds (not exaggerating here) of books, furniture, clothing, etc. Their 'tips' will be well-earned (yes, folks, I just learned that tipping the driver and his helpers is part of all this).

Moving to a new house, getting used to the changes -- it's all yoga. And, as Sundari pointed out on Friday -- it will require the 3A's, Attitude (positive & patient), Alignment (figure out the optimal), and Action (move it, don't just stare at it).

Hope YOU have a great Sunday -- mine will be GREAT, for sure.