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Things always take longer than you think. Moves especially.

We spent all of yesterday loading up the Budget Truck and then much later in the evening my parents came to help. My dad wasn't feeling well but he was a trooper helping shuffle my earthly possessions from one truck to another. We backed up the Budget truck to the back of the UPack trailer and we extended the ramp from truck to truck. SCORE.

Lisa has also been a ginormous help. Her job was to get everything packed as compactly as possible...and though I was dubious initially we got everything to fit in an 8x8x10 space. Dang. The trick is to *think vertical.* She also lashed everything down and it looked like Spider-Man had had an accident but it's all snugged down pretty darn well. Woo hoo!

By the time we dropped off the Budget truck and had a bite to eat it was about midnight so we went to bed and woke up probably a little too later this morning but I would have rather had a good nights sleep and start this next day rather than get a wee bit of sleep and spent the day thoroughly stupified.

Anyway. My place is now cleaned out and empty. We're about to get into Friday, drive to Farmington, pick up Beowulf, hopefully see my parents (though we may not...my dad hurt his finger with a staple gun? and my mom has to take him to Instacare. Sigh. At least he didn't fall off a roof this time I guess. My poor dad.)

My next post will hopefully be in (hopefully again!) sunny California. Off on my next great adventure!



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Nov. 3rd, 2007 10:41 pm (UTC)
good luck!
Nov. 3rd, 2007 11:51 pm (UTC)
Welcome to the Bay Area, m'dear! I hope that your journey is safe and pleasant.
Nov. 5th, 2007 06:18 pm (UTC)
Glad to hear you're finally going through with this. Sounds like you're following your heart; always a good thing. Good luck and enjoy every moment.
Nov. 6th, 2007 12:11 am (UTC)
Nail gun. He shot himself with a 16 penny nail on his pinky, then wrapped it up, finished the project he was working on THEN went for help. My father is built tough.
Nov. 6th, 2007 01:22 am (UTC)
No, he shot himself with the nail gun the next day. At least he didn't fall off a roof again.
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