I can tell we have some adjustments that need to be made but I haven't had the time to figure most of them out.
A few I have already handled or they handled themselves. Like the kitchen table had to be moved [by zombies: sorry, that is a writing joke about 'being' passive] away from a drafty window if we were ever again going to eat dinner sitting down.
And the issue of missing Thanksgiving. That would be our turkey, Thanksgiving, who was missing but later found over the fence, one leg sticking out of the neighbor's doghouse. I suppose if you were a turkey which side of the fence to fly down on is a hard choice; the side yard filled with soft grass or the kennel with the snarling dog.
Strong argument no. 2 for not free ranging turkeys.
Basically, I have 3 days to get my life back into something I recognize.
Ready, set, go!