Moving on down

Well strange bedfellows,

Yesterday Wendy and I moved our bed downstairs. With help from my brother. The actual moving of the bed downstairs was not as bad as it could have been. My brother knew exactly what he was doing. The hard part is going to be rearranging everything. We had, and have to, shift a lot of things around. It seems that our junk room just keeps getting bigger.

It is going to take a little bit of time to get used to being downstairs. Plus having the cats try to climb on top of everything and making noise. When I see all the junk I have it makes me not want to buy anything else. I either want to trash it or try and sell it. I do not know how I pile up so much junk.

It was a pretty frustrating night trying to figure out where to put things. I think the room is coming together. The next problem is the cable. Their is a jack, but it did not work last night. It was only the fuzzy channel. I called TWC and a technician is coming by. I will see what he says. I hope I do not have to pay anything more. I do not mind paying five dollars one time, but I do not want to pay any more monthly. I am trying to cut down and cut out.

Well today is a clean up day. It will probably take all day. You never realize how much you have to do until you start messing with it. Maybe we can do something with this mess.