kayre | Moving, moving, moving...

Yes, we are living in a sea of boxes. We close on the house Tuesday, and had movers lined up for the next Sunday or Monday... until they backed out Thursday. After a day of frantic phone calls, we have a different mover lined up for the 20th-- and he's less expensive.

Meanwhile, apparently I injured my shoulder while helping Laura move-- a minor strain that I hardly noticed at the time, but it has been getting worse and worse ever since. I've had two professional massages, and they definitely helped, but I can't find a good way to sleep, and keep re-irritating it. So yesterday I was off to the doctor, and now I have a muscle relaxant and something for pain. I still woke up painfully stiff, but I did sleep quite deeply for two 4-hour periods (with a break for a second pain pill).

This morning I went down to our soon-to-be neighborhood for a "History Walk." It was fascinating, though I had to drop out early when heat started to get to me. Turns out our 1924 house is in the 'new' part of town-- houses on the main street two blocks away date as early as 1840. There are some lovely houses (pics SOON!), part of the old train station, the general store (now a pizza and deli place), a house where a movie was shot, and the home of the only local celebrity (director of the Albany Symphony Orchestra).