Last Saturday, there was a bit of a false alarm, I cut down on my posting because of my move, but I wasn’t actually moving, I was just spending the day knee deep in boxes. Today I am actually moving.
The movers and their truck are on the way now. Presumably if they are late it is because they are strolling through a sugar cane field.
I have to spend gobs and gobs of money on movers, because I am foolish enough to own a piano. I don’t even play it, I just like having it because it was my grandmother’s.
(My grandmother had almost nothing else in common with Helen, but they did both love their pianos)
But the nice thing is, since I have to hire movers anyway, I can just stroll around and tell them where to put things and the whole thing will be much easier. I hope. I’ll report tonight if it was actually the ideal Dostana move, or if it fell short.