If Richard Pryor could do it, so could we. After what seemed like an eternity of packing over the last few weeks, the movers, Winter Moving, showed up and did all the grunt work for us. Thankfully we packed up the garage the week before, because that truck was filled to the end. We have a lot of shit. We also were fortunate enough to pick one of the hottest weekends of the year to move. The moving part was seamless and no hiccups. Unpacking is going to be a nightmare. The house is 1000 degrees, the basement is packed, and the backyard of full of trash. There is so much to do right now it seems insurmountable. But luckily Lori calms me down when I start freaking out a little, and vice-versa.