After starting to doubt whether we would ever see Pickles again we had a lucky break on Tuesday. One of our neighbors said she thought she saw a cat in a house across the street getting ready to be scraped.
I happened to be working from home that day so we went over and the house was unlocked. After a bit of searching, we found Pickles in a bedroom under a huge pile of junk. She seemed totally fine after three days without food or water but the first thing she did when she got home was go straight to her food bowl. We were all so happy to have her back.
It was a quiet weekend. Jude had a soccer game on Saturday morning but that was the only commitment we had all weekend. So, I organized flights for the kids’ summer camps (that was quite the process) and Marcy helped Anna clear out her closet.
I also sold my car this week. It was super easy. I set a higher price than was recommended but still sold my old Mazda for just a little under the asking price within three days. It had been a solid car for us for almost eight years but now I love my new Tesla (as does Marcy).