A Saturday in Texarkana

Our house looks like this: 

We really don't live this way. Ever. 

Today Marty and Buck worked on the garage--which is a nightmare. We never fully moved into this house and though there's the adage of if one hasn't used it in a year, it needs to go. I don't necessarily agree. My antique books never had a book shelf. My nice dishes never had a cabinet. I don't have an office to put my office goodies in. So, those already packed items where put into different boxes (the old boxes were falling apart) and repacked. 

In addition to all of the above, Marty and I drove 25 miles to almost Louisiana (on the Arkansas side) to meet up with Corona Leah who took three little storage cabinets we had and loaned me her pressure washer. 

Oh! Leah's house isn't on any mapping program. Directions to Leah's house--I'm not making this up--take a right at the Baptist church, follow that road for a quarter mile, keep an eye out for the first barn on the left and turn at the next road and follow it to the end. 

When we returned to Texarkana, Marty and I stopped by the best coffee shop/book store in town where my friend Cal was having a book signing. I also ran into two other people I knew at the coffee shop, causing Marty to ask if there was anyone in town I did not know. Plus--PLUS!!! I found out two of my books placed at the coffee shop/book store had sold in the past week. Yay!!! 

Afterwards, Marty and I ran errands and did life together before Deb, the Queen of the Coronas called and asked me for help. She's had her home painted and needed few pieces of furniture put back. I was happy to help, not only to get me out of my disaster of a home but mainly because Deb is all kinds of awesome. What was not awesome was catching Deb, who is six weeks away from a hip replacement, on a ladder without a spotter. 

When I'd spent a few hours at Deb's I headed home and helped Marty pack a few more boxes. The house is going to stay a disaster a bit longer. Our goal is to have a good chunk packed by Wednesday and have the garage cleaned out by Wednesday. You saw those pictures. That's realistic? Right?