Packers arrived yesterday and put everything in boxes, even the Tostitos. Movers showed up at 9:00 this morning in a really big diesal truck. It blocked a few neighbors' cars in (including ours) and kept traffic from being able to pass by. The movers didn't mind, but this did prevent us from getting breakfast or lunch. I didn't eat until 4:00. You have to be a Van Gorder to truly understand how terrible it is not to eat until 4:00. "WTF? WTF?"
Other than that, the move has been going smoothly. We have one more day in St. George to tie up a few loose ends (that means you, carpet cleaner) and then Mark, Dori (yep, that's the dog) and I will head to a pet-friendly hotel in Vegas.
I am so sorry! That has to be so hard after eating at fake Thanksgiving all day Sunday! My Pepsi doesn't taste the same without you!
ReplyDeleteI totally get it. WTF WTF. Plus it was your birthday! So sad! Did you get a yummy dinner I hope?
ReplyDeleteWow, 4PM, it must have been painful for Mark.
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