We have spent a sort of mixed up day, going between staying here at Las Villas while the house is being fixed up for sale, or moving in, and if it's sold before Karen goes north, we will come back here to live. But I doubt it will sell right away, there aren't a lot of people looking to buy just now. One man, a friend of a friend of Al, has offered to buy it, but it wasn't what we think it's worth. Karen is upset with us, because we talked to her about moving back, and she's all up tight. Carla has picked out carpet and paint for the house, and she didn't say anything about our moving in, maybe she doesn't know. I haven't talked at all about it to Kaye, so I guess I won't bother her with it right now. The clerk here is offering us a cut in rent if we stay here, and don't go over there. I tell you, it's all up in the air. And I've got a doctors appointment to go to San Diego in the morning, and we are going to use the discount dollars Karen gave us, to pay for the taxi. I'll report on it all tomorrow night.