O, the day I had!

Good news, brother picked me up and paid for that expensive flea collar, Seresto, some trash bags and Raid. He was calm and nice to me, "Get whatever you need."

The collar is on Emmy, I hope it works! I have the receipt in case it doesn't. Wow. $70.

He had wondered why I was afraid to tell him about the �� problem. I took a risk and admitted that I was afraid he would decide I can't handle it and make me move. He told me not to worry about that. He said the house looks as nice as it ever did. He said not to worry about telling him things like that. !!!

Omg. I'm so relieved!

On to tomorrow, taking Emmy to the groomer, finishing stuffing things in bags, covering wax table furniture n electronics, taping food cupboards shut...things like that. Bombing tomorrow. Omg, I almost forgot about my oxygen tank. I called the oxygen people to find out if the tank can hang out in the shed...it's going to be 90 degrees. Do not want anything to blow up! No combustibles allowed in the house...leftover paint/deck sealer needs to go outside, I think.
This is a lot of work and a pain in the neck. I want my house back! I want my bed back! I'm sleeping in my chair...this will be night number three...

DD threw a fit when I told her she needed to bring my good vacuum back here. I need it! "No more chores!" She told me. You borrowed it. Oh well...she's fine now. I'll report how it went tomorrow.