I'm in Jupiter, Florida!
#JupUp? (<--- this is a saying my husband thinks he's going to coin/popularize while he's down here. *eyeroll*)
Desperate to get away from the constant cleaning and scurrying away/hiding that comes with showing a house for sale, we packed up and officially moved to our new house in Jupiter, Florida. This is us in our empty house moments after we walked in after a 14 hour drive from Maryland - so we look smiley, but really we're about to collapse. It's our reflection in the 1980's wall-to-wall mirror that we need to have torn off the wall...and I'm showing my lack of selfie skills staring at the camera that is in front of my face but...eh.
We'll be "glamping" for a while as we have no furniture or silverware or hangers... our stuff comes in about a week. At the end of the day when we're done the constant string of phone calls and orders with ceiling scrapers, painters, pool guys, landscapers, blind manufacturers, Amazon...we like to kick back with a cocktail in our beach chairs, parked in front of a tiny television sitting on an inverted plastic tub, like a boss.
On our first walk we met some chick...and then found out we have crabs...
But my favorite is Shelby, the gopher tortoise who lives under our fence. (Who I think is a girl because she doesn't have much of a tail. Luckily "Shelby" can go either way, just in case some day I ask her and she answers in a baritone.) We watch her lumber out of her hole every day and plod down through the preserve behind our house along our fence line. I dropped her a few sliced cucumbers and made her day. Watch her chomp!!
