The last of the moves

The past few weeks I helped Ryan move, helped Karlene move into a temporary sublet of a sublet, and finally, yesterday I helped Karlene relocate to her new residence.

The last of the moves, it proved to be the most challenging in terms of parking and physical labor.

This street clearly was built during Paul Revere's lifetime, or earlier, when roads only had to be wide enough for horse passage. The alleys are still original cobblestone. The entire day was a backup of congestion and traffic jams. The locals sat outside on lawn chairs, drinking beers, watching the entertainment.

Karlene's room doesn't have a closet, so she found this Ikea wardrobe for sale on craig's list.

A delightful gal living in the South End was herself moving this weekend and the wardrobe wouldn't fit into her new place. She lived in the attic of this brownstone, four severe flights up.....

Karlene, my Mountaineer, and I went to pick it up - disassembled in two boxes, it was the worst, most heaviest thing I have ever moved! Pat, Karlene's boyfriend, had gone off to return the U Haul van - thank goodness he was back at the house when we returned! Surprisingly, Karlene still had strength to go on...

almost done...

done!

...as all four of my children get back into the groove of fall - it is time for me to meet my deadlines on a couple trade books and numerous educational illustrations.

I have three new books being released in 2008 -

Ocean Odyssey, A Zig Zag pop-up book
The Feeding Tree
My Sister, Alicia May

I'll update on these as the time draws near.