The final (at least that’s the dream I’m having) move has begun. Actually it began on Monday when I started hauling van loads during my normal work trips. But tonight I started some packing of my own. How I’m gonna get all my crap done, I don’t know. Tomorrow is plum packed with errands and stuff. I really need to get my stuff off of the heavy bulky items so we can load them up Friday night. The odds and ends can be taken any time, but I need to get the furniture and appliances moved when I have the help and the truck.
Gas was $3.62 in T-town on the way home. I believe it was $3.83 as I pulled into the county.
I still have Faithless’ Pit trophies from season 3. These are the high quality glass ones. I don’t think they’ll be making the move, sorry Faithless, you’ve had at least 4 years to get them. If anybody wants to take them and hold them hostage, speak up quickly. I’ve got a couple trophies of my own that may not be being packed.
Well, back at it.
Tags: the move
