ONE MORE DAY

 Friday morning we leave for the long drive home to Montreal. I am anxious to get on the road and get home.
Until then I have to continue packing. I have been packing but now I want to go through all the cupboards and drawers to make sure I am taking home everything I want. Of course I am leaving TONS of stuff. I am leaving lots of clothes, books and journals. I am sure I have enough at home.
This morning we are going to do messages. I don’t like having to rely on my hubby but I have no choice. Once we move in Montreal we will be across from the shopping center so it will be a lot easier.
We have to go to the bank, health food store, Walmart and Best Buy.
Then we will come home and I’ll pack.
I so appreciate everyone’s feedback on the situation with my friends and the wheel chair. It gives me a different perspective.
I have been thinking about my friend who has cancer. She has trouble going up and down the stairs. I can’t help thinking about when we move into our condo I can ask her to stay with us. I am very surprised at myself because until now I have always wanted to avoid such issues even with my own parents. I guess I just feel so sad for her and her hubby and rest of family. I also think that I would like someone to help me.
Anyhow off we go. More later I’m sure.