Last week, hubby and I did go back to the old house and ask his sister to do the home cleaning for us. Thank God, she agreed.
Tonight we will have to go back to the old house again. Hubby has to replace a leaking faucet in the bathroom with a better Delta faucet.
It’s my hope that we can come back at night. I don’t feel like staying a night there.
Staying a night at the old place means I have to wake up at 5 o’clock the next day and rush back here. No thanks.