house packing / moving observations
we’re in cincy finally loading the house into a truck and moving it all to pensacola. this is what i’ve noted:
- i’m too old for this drive all day thing
- packing = sucks
- family = awesome
- friends = way cool
- when you think you’ve got most everything packed and ready, you don’t.
- where the hell did all this stuff come from? and what were we thinking??
- dolby is a good sport but today during a stretch break, he sniffed around and began his devil-dog routine of rolling around on the ground and rolled right into some other dog’s poop. 4 hours from cincinnati. the car. smelled. like. shit.
- sadness is not the prevalent feeling as much as i thought it would be. relief. happiness. some melancholy. dreaming of the future.
- not having any indian restaurants in p-cola bites in a huge way. we got indian tonight from krishna carryout in clifton and it was wonderful.
- 26′ trucks are freaking HUGE. what was i thinking?? why didn’t we just toss all this stuff on the front lawn and be done with it?
- we’ve been blessed with some good neighbors these past five years. we’ll miss them.
- dolby’s wondering what’s going on. i think he wishes he were on the beach.







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