and it might have been Winston.
I had to get up and meet my friend and co-trainer super-early Monday morning. I regretted scheduling that. Anywho, on the way back home from that, my phone rang like I was a celebrity. ADT showed up at the house a wee bit early, so Travis let them in. Winston was unhappy. He had Travis for lunch. I showed up as Travis was leaving. The cable man also came early. So, poor Winston was dealing with both of them. Unhappy camper! Meanwhile, I had scheduled pest control for Lawndale at the same time and the piano movers for a half hour later. Sherry saved the afternoon by meeting them over there and packing up a bunch of small stuff to bring over. Then, while I had to run to the bank to sign yet another paper, Sherry stayed with Winston. That made him feel a little better.
I worked to unpack more boxes (big shocker there!) and discovered a leak under my sink. It was a bit more than I could take right then, but a call to my best friend, my mom's hug, and my dad's plumbing expertise solved the issue. Turns out the sprayer was leaking (everywhere, and I mean everywhere), so it's hanging out in the sink until the new countertops (and thus faucet) are installed Tuesday.
Travis finished up the pole issue in our closet. It is a thing of beauty:
Mom managed to get her bedroom all together. We were super-jealous!