We had about ten cars and twenty people to move three people to Eldest and DIL's new house. Loooong day. I spent most of it doggy sitting my grand-doggy and DIL's 7 year old nephew who spent a lot of time in an old, rotten shed on their new property searching for 'treasure'. I took away a Swiss Army knife he found. He kept saying 'this will be useful but my Dad will probably call it junk.'
Daughter and Youngest Son came to help. Was a good time and two great dinners out. One right on the Sound. Rain the first day but sun for moving day. Yeah!