I've been packing and bringing things over to Sweetpea's place for a couple of months now, to lighten the load on moving day. I spent my last night at my apartment last Friday, and the moving guys come tomorrow.
As I've mentioned before, in the olde days, I would have just rented a truck and imposed on some friends to help me out, and done it myself. Not anymore. This time I hired 3 guys and a truck, for 3 hours.
Because of all my prep work, it should be a swift affair, probably coming in under the 3 hours. At this point, it's just furniture.
Empty dining room. (More or less.) This reminds me... I gotta take that map down.
Empty entertainment center and living room.
Empty picture wall.
At the moment, I'm sitting here in this almost empty place, waiting for some people to come and take my washer and dryer. Sweetpea already has a set that's about as new as mine, so why even move them? As it turned out, my friend Jenn was in need of a washer and dryer, so her husband is coming over to pick them up.
This greatly relieved me. I wasn't looking forward to trying to sell them on Craig's List or something like that. That I can send them off to a friend is comforting and saves me a lot of anxiety over the process. And her husband has a truck and a friend to bring, to get the thing loaded. All I have to do is supervise, like Fred G. Sanford.
Everything has gone well so far. Wish me luck that it holds out!
Good luck, Dude! Another reason to get help is that gravity has gotten stronger.
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