AND, This is why we have children.
So, as you probably know, I am heading to the cold North next week to have my femur chopped off, errrr, I mean, have a probable hip replacement.
The true hope here is that we get there and someone says: "Awwww. Go go home. Didn't anyone tell you a little RICE (Rest, elevation, something and something) will cure this?"
But, nevertheless, my new mantra- Hope for the Best. Plan for the Worst-- has gone into action.
I have been frantically unpacking Florida stuff, repacking for Mayo, cooking, freezing, getting papers in order, and on...and on.... But the big issue is: where to sleep when you can't climb the stairs?
HA!!! I have a wonderful daughter! Who came Riding In On Her White Horse!!!!!
We spent roughly 10 hours removing 20 plus years of crap from my office. Oh, what a job.
Dear daughter hauled all the keepables down to the basement for me.
Then we scouted the house for furniture.
And this is how we managed to transform the office into a bedroom:

Those strings in the foreground? You can buy paper shades to stick to your windows!! Who knew?
And here is a sock monkey made by my dear departed Grandmother