I've mentioned in this blog that Cliff's Wisconsin sister, the one who's getting a divorce, will be staying in our old house until she can figure out what to do next.
Cliff left Friday morning with his two brothers (three old guys with heart issues, go figure), to get her and her stuff (tons of stuff) loaded in the truck she rented, and transported here.
Cliff just called. They've had a couple of breakdowns, but they're in Des Moines, Iowa, which is about four hours away. The only sleep they've gotten is the few catnaps they can catch in the vehicles. I certainly hope they only did that when they were not driving.
Bless his heart. Cliff spent the past two weeks moving us. Now he's moving his sister. I think he could use a few prayers and good wishes. Let's face it, moving is not on anybody's list of favorite things to do.
Oh, and his brother Don has four more hours to drive after he arrives here: it's his anniversary, and his wife wants him home. No comment on that.