Moving All-Call

We have a truck, but most everybody we thought was coming has bailed.

If you're in Tacoma, heck if you're near Tacoma, please come on down and lend a hand. Francine apparently doesn't wan't me moving furniture by meself.

We'll even feed you!

Eighteen Hours Later...

A thousand thanks to Tristan, Gavin, Carol, Melodious, and James.

We are spending our first night in the house. Admittedly, we don't have beds just at the moment, but assorted box springs and mattresses will do us just fine for a few days.

I don't know where most of my clothes are, but the cable internet seems to be working.

The cats are spending their last night at the apartment - hopefully they won't do much damage to the truckload left there.

Boy, does this place need a lot of work.

Not sure I can adequately communicate how bone-tired we all are.

Everything hurts.

But it's great to be home.