Well, not for me. For me it’s Saturday. I have a meeting with a mover at 9am. He will give an estimate. This move marks the first time in 25 years that my move was not handled by Todd DiBene and All Pro Moving. He retired. I told him he was not allowed to retire until he handled my last move but he said he is allowed. Quite cheeky I think. Today I meet with Mike who used to work for Todd. I know him and in last move gave him a pool table. I think that’s a good thing. He is going to look at the house contents and both storage units as well. Everyone think cheap cuz moving can be pricey.
Emily is working today. That created for money thing called Saturday school. People think kids going to Saturday will be educated. Morons. Saturday school is done to make money. When kids are absent the school collects zero from dept of Ed. So send them to Saturday school and school gets paid. And who cares if they just sit? School gets paid. It’s just more happy horseshit.
My mover showed up 45 minutes early. Doofus. I was still in my robe and slippers. Had to get dressed quick, no shower. We toured the house together. And the garage. That took two minutes. It’s only 1100 sq ft.
We then went to the storage units. Which are in Dixon, about 12 minutes drive. Mike the mover spent a few minutes on each unit and pronounced it a 2 trips over 2 days job. I gave him keys and he left.
I headed home. When I got there I finally got my shower. Bout time. Once I was clean, and dressed , I got to work. I started the packing. It was a blast! No, it wasn’t. It sucked. But I did it anyway. By the time Emily got hone I had packed seven boxes.
Emiky got home from Saturday school at about 115. She took a little longer than usual because she stopped for lunch. That is if you call fast food lunch. I don’t.
We had planned on going to the furniture store and narrowing down our selections for our new place. We were there for an easy 2 hours. And we picked nothing. We did narrow down what we had in mind to a few pieces. Tomorrow we will do a little measuring and see what fits. Then maybe we can buy something.
After the fruitful? trip to the furniture store, we went home. Time for more packing. I packed 5 more large boxes. My closet is empty. My dresser is empty. My nightstand, ditto. The bar is empty too. No more cocktails for a week.
During this time Emily packed one box. One. She is having some kind of Byington malfunction. I don’t understand. Very strange. I just want to get done.
Since we did not go out to dinner last night, we went out tonight. We (Emily) decided on Italian. So we went to Napoli. The food tonight was really good, better than usual and the usual is very good. We had a nice meal.
Back home I packed another box. Emiky sat around watching TV. What the hell is wrong with her. I should slap her around. She needs to pack.
Fantastic TV tonight. Jeopardy was on late. I live right. Everything else qualifies as awful television. Right now, murder porn is showing on ABC. I don’t know why I watch this crap.
I’m going to bed.