I was supposed to spend a chunk of Saturday finishing up packing and organizing and basically making the transition easy. Pick up box, load in car, rise, repeat.

Instead I started up Trigun, kept sitting down to watch it, passed out for a few hours on the couch with the cat, and eventually packed a few extra boxes.

In the evening I loaded up my car as best I could and brought a load over to Chris's to toss into a closet he cleared out for me.

I had a harder time moving stuff this time versus the past....so I really appreciate Chris helping me with the heavier things I kept insisting I could carry even though I couldnt.


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