Yesterday I told you that I would be traveling to close on our old house while Peggy stayed in Austin and continued the unpacking process.

Not so fast, my friend…

The closing went off without a hitch. If you have never sold a home, it is important to note that closings are much easier when you are selling a house — way less stuff to sign. I was in, done and out in about twenty-five minutes. Six hours of driving for twenty-five minutes, but it was well worth it.

Meanwhile, back at the ranch, Peggy received a phone call from the director of the place where her Mom lives. She told Peggy that Mary was sick. More importantly, she told her, “If this was my mother I would be on my way to Dallas.” Needless to say, Peggy left immediately to head to Dallas.

When Peggy arrived, Mary was having difficulty breathing. Peggy took her to the doctor who almost immediately admitted her to the hospital. They’re not completely sure yet what is happening but it is serious. She will likely be in the hospital for a few days. Peggy is worried about missing my birthday on Saturday. I asked her how many times we have ever celebrated on the actual day? Mary is much more important than my birthday.

So, I am spending the third night in our new home by myself. Not exactly, with two cats and a dog, but you know what I mean. I am not feeling sorry for myself, especially with Peggy sleeping on a hospital cot in Dallas.

On a side note, Allie is enjoying being an apartment dog so far. She absolutely loves the fact that we have to take her on a walk for her to go to the bathroom. They have a dog park here on the premises, but I have not been brave enough to let her off the leash if other dogs are in the park. I’m pretty sure she thinks she is the star of the show in our new location.