I am sitting here waiting for the locksmith.

Over the past week we've had our estate sale, a day of clean-out, and a day of clean-up. Today is clean-up day and it is almost done. The house is "broom clean" -- all that is required in NJ. But, we do have a cleaning service coming in to tidy up even more. There are many bags of trash at the curb which won't be picked up until next Tuesday. Lynne is out there now sorting all metal from the other trash so we can recycle it.

We are sitting in the kitchen on camp chairs around our camp (foldable) picnic table. Waiting.

We are waiting on Kurt to come do a final mow. We are waiting on the cleaning service. we're waiting on the cable company to come get our cable modem. And, yes, we are waiting on a locksmith.

Since the T@B trailer sat in the driveway for the past couple of months, I purchased a receiver lock to ensure it did not get stolen. But, when we went to hook the trailer up to the truck a hour ago, we could not get the key to work in the receiver lock. A moment of panic ensued. I called the company and they were infinitly helpful in telling me that there was no way the key was going to unlock it if the key slots had become misaligned. I screamed at them a bit. I don't normally scream, or even get really excited, but these people were pissing me off with their attitude.

So, I'm sitting here waiting on the locksmith to cut or drill it off. Then, we can complete our preparation for tomorrow.

The Closing is at 9:00. We expect to be out of town by 11:00.