Just a part of the waiting game

   

I woke up to the sound of "something" scurrying on my roof.  At first I assumed it was Rocco or one of the other little people doing something in the  kitchen.  Of course the first thing I'm thinking was that there must be a rat or raccoon or some unwanted rodent in my attic or on my roof.  I had a flashback of the second house I bought when we only had 1 child at the time.  It was a great house on a dead end street, built sometime in the late 1940s with  a Norwegian King rat in the attic along with a few of its smaller friends.

 

 These particular rat's tails are twice as long as their bodies.   Don't ask me how I know so much about his breed of rodents;  that's another story for another time. 
As I lay there in bed,  I thought, " maybe its the big white Heron that likes to hang out by the lake".  Lately he/she has been leaving  its perching place and flying on top of my neighbor's roof. Maybe today he/she was on my roof.  It's crazy how a bird that big can fly so high.                                                  

After I got up & dressed, I went down stairs just to see that Rocco was on the computer and not in the kitchen.  I went out side and  the first thing I noticed were 2  crows in the backyard  sharing something tasty.  I then looked up at the roof and saw a bunch of crows, retrieving something from the gutter.

I breathed a sigh of relief since it wasn't anything major.   Today would not be the day for anything scurrying overhead.  We have potential buyers coming to see the house today.  I was told that the realtor that is coming has a great track record.  Maybe today will be the day we get an offer. Maybe today I'll be able to really start packing.  I'll know by tomorrow.

Waiting until then.