Lest ye all begin reveling in another “is she dead?” speculation, I hereby announce that posting will be, at best, sporadic for the next few weeks as I try to pack up the contents of the Twisty Bungalow for our massive relocation effort.
Yes. The canids and I are finally moving Spinster HQ in its entirety to the Faster country seat in the Texas Hill Country. This is an epic event over 3 years in the making. Since I am an expert procrastinator, now that it’s come down to the wire I find that I am facing about 4,578,392 unpleasant chores. I view this situation with extreme distaste, because as you know, spinster aunts are built, not for action, but for chillaxing poolside with iced beverages. But rally I must, so to the wheel is puteth the Twisty shoulder.
Anyway, there is unlikely to be an internet connection of any kind out there for who knows how long. If I do post, it’ll have to be from my mobile, which only works on top of a hill 2 miles from the house. So don’t bother emailing me unless it’s a matter of life and death (although I would recommend dialing 911 in that case).