Well it could be worse.
The VA appraiser was at the new house yesterday and we hope to have his report today. That's the last hurdle; we close August first. I don't know how the garage is progressing but WolfAlpha is feeling pretty good about it. And since we're having a drought he hasn't had to mow for about three weeks now. The house is almost packed and I've even washed a few walls. We're making quick progress on the stuff in storage and giving the trash men a workout.
We have three extra cats until we move (it's complicated) and except for scooping the litter pans 3 or 4 times a day (ick) the "blended family" thing has gone fairly smoothly. I've been edgy about six extra weeks of two-homes-one-income, but that's going well also. I have scratches and bruises from wrestling boxes and such, but no fibro symptoms, and I think I'm finally learning to pace myself.
I did a little housecleaning on my blog page as well, and I'm almost half way through revamping my blogroll. I've been reading blogs and commenting, but I don't have time to concentrate on my own writing, although I'm making notes of topics I want to explore...
I'm sure looking forward to the end of this limbo, but as I said, it could be worse. Much worse.