Truck parade

Yesterday started out with two men packing up my furniture and putting it on a truck. They followed me from my old house to my new one. That was after the U-Haul the night before when my brother and my dad delivered my couches. Today, we had an AT&T truck and an air conditioning truck out front. Tomorrow, Cas will have his own moving truck in our new street. It has begun.

All of that stuff is in a different house now- a house with cool air and Internet. 

We both left the new place just after two so we could keep working on emptying out our respective old places. 

The plan is to reconvene at eight so we can eat dinner and go to bed, which is now at the new house. 

Of course, I broke one of my pretty pink fingernails today. So be it. We all knew their days were numbered. 

Here I am, though, back in my duplex filling up garbage bags, boxes and a recycling bin. 

We had dinner last night and watched a DVD copy of Blazing Saddles, which fits right in with our typical entertainment choices. We picked up one of those dinner-for-two stir fry bags from the grocery store, along with the stuff I wanted to have so we could start our first morning in our house together with French toast and strawberries. Good call, too. Good breakfast. 

I haven't got a ton of time. I have to get right back to work on this house and hit the road at 6:30 or 7- depending on how badly I need a shower when I leave here. It looks like I will probably need one before I can be ready to chill out on the couch with my fella prior to flopping on the mattress again tonight.

It's still a bit of a whirlwind. No matter, though. I'm in good company.