(I got the idea for that title from Junebug's comment on my last post.)
This move is killing me! I don't think it would be so bad if not for the heat and unbearable humidity. The monsoon keeps teasing us every day with the prospect of rain, but I must admit I'm glad it's holding off for awhile.
I still have a boatload of work to do at the old place, and am really glad I gave myself extra time to get out of there. Four years of acquired CRAP is really hard to pack. I've thrown so much shit out it's not even funny.
Brotherman is helping me tremendously. Tonight we're going to start making dumpster runs with more crap that I don't need, and I'm going to pack more little things. I only have 2 more pieces of little furniture I need to move, and the rest goes to the dumpster with a note saying "free to a happy home." I don't care if it's an UN-HAPPY home, just take the fuckin' things.
On top of all that, I still need to clean the place and patch a doorknob hole in the wall. One of the guys at work is gonna do that for me tomorrow.
At least I still have the whole weekend to work through it, then it should be smooth sailing. Well, except for UN-packing the little shit. I'm sure I'll be making dumpster runs from here, too. Luckily the new place is in the middle of two big ones.
I promise pics when I get things worthy of them.
Happy Hump Day, peeps!