Today, 95% of our stuff left.
The movers came yesterday and started boxing things up.
Things we needed were
They finished the job today. (Our junk filled ten crates--not too shabby.)
|The last three empty crates|
Think "90's-Air-Force-Hotel Chic".
|Gray checking out the "new" couches.|
Ran in and out 397 times.
Blocked or dodged movers with extremely large boxes 26 times
Emptied a can of WD40 in my bedroom. It stinks. (Gabe says Isaac did it.)
Whadayado? (Personally, I grounded Gabe from gum for a week. He's usually a three-piece-a-day 'er. We'll see how that goes.)
Isn't moving FUN?!?
P.S. (and this is the proclamation part.) Our stuff is headed for SAN DIEGO!
HOPEFULLY, we'll have an actual address (and job) by the time it gets there!
(Are you happy, Felix?)