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I was so tired last night that I didn't even think about writing up details of our day yesterday until I read ravensroads' account of her yard sale.

( Details, details )

Spouse was so encouraged by the final tally that he wants to hold a sale every six months. He has another think coming.

Today was my final Sunday at my church. The pastor called me up in front of the congregation to give me a blessing. It's a sweet little ceremony, perhaps unique to this particular congregation. I've never seen it done at any other Methodist church. I cried. Of course.

Then I sang the offertory, one of my favorite old-timey hymns, "How Great Thou Art." Perhaps I should say, I almost sang it. I made it through the first two verses all right, but I broke down on the third chorus. And then, and then, the congregation picked it up and sang the rest for me. And gave me a standing ovation afterward.

Hot Springs, a town roughly the size of Yuba City -- in fact, it's somewhat smaller -- has 14 Methodist churches. Yuba City has two. Well, three, but one's Korean. I don't speak Korean.

Finding a new church may be a challenge.

I just realized I have only a few more days to get books ready for release as I drive across the U.S. from Arkansas to California.

That "states visited" map you all are posting (which I did a while ago; it's somewhere in my archives) reminds me I will probably take a northern route on my grand solo relocation trek and hit parts of the country I've never seen before, like northern Colorado, southern Wyoming and northern Utah. We'll see.