Well, I’m moved in. Almost. Just a few things left to get up here, but you can say, I’m in….
Now that’s pretty good. Considering, I only had my self, my buddies Art, Keith and Mark. I was having the damnedest time breathing. Keith I think was worse than I was for breathing; I had to let him use some of my oxygen. He was really having a tuff time. I really appreciate Arts contribution. He busted his ass. And Mark, thank God he had the trailer and could help for the time he did. Of coarse there was an ambulance call while they were loading up the trailer. Art and I just brought up a load in his truck while Mark did the ambulance run. But Mark and Art got the big stuff up quickly, so Mark could go and pick up his daughter before he left. I don’t, let me refraise that, I know that Art and I would not have got those things up. As it was, Art was late getting done and hade to make a special trip to bring my clothesbasket up with the shower curtain and the toilet paper. Of coarse, Art grabbed the wrong basket. I know he was a little upset about having to come back to bring the basket, and then get here with the wrong basket. I didn’t want him to go back and get it, I just waited till today to get it. Keith came over and took me to Wally World to get groceries. I had used up all my groceries at the other place so we wouldn’t have to move a lot of food.
Keith and I also stopped and got the correct basket and the rest of the stuff we could get in his car. All I need to get back at the other apartment is the kitchen table, two kitchen chairs and my tools, and fishing gear. Hopefully, I can con my sister to come out and help me move the rest of the stuff next week end. That will give me time to unpack and find everything that I packed.
Now of coarse there had to be a BIG FUCKING PROBLEM when we were to move. The parking lot at my new apartment was being torn up and some of the sidewalks were being replaced on Friday. What the FUCK……. That kind of put us behind the eightball in moving things in. I think that made us have to make alternative entry points, and took more time to get things up to the second floor where my apartment is.
So I can say, I’m moved in and I’m glad. You know, I REALY HATE MOVING…….
Art gave me a home warming present of Manhattan Fixin’s, so I’m enjoying one right now. Maybe I’ll have another when I’m done with this one. I’m not going anywhere…. And I pooped. Brining up the groceries and all the stuff yesterday, plus all the unpacking, it’s been a long two days.
So here’s to you my buddies, Keith Mark and especially Art…….. Hope you sit down and have one when you get home tonight Art…..
Keep the Faith….!!!!!!!
