We wanted a 16 foot truck; we got a 26 foot truck. Same price, or cheaper even, given that we probably would’ve had to put twice as many miles on a 16 foot truck, but neither of us is that good at driving a truck that big. Heather did most of the driving, because she’s better at trucks than I am, but she hated it.
So you’d think our house would be empty, right? A container full of furniture and a truck full of mostly stuff from the sheds and garage and a bazillion pickup truck and car loads over the past three months?
JESUS GOD WHY DO WE HAVE SO MUCH STUFF AND WHEN WILL WE BE DONE MOVING IT?
It doesn’t help, of course, that given our decision in February to leave the house on a few hours’ notice and stay in Onondaga from then on, we couldn’t really devote much time to organizing things in Parish and, in particular, sorting through stuff and getting rid of useless crap. So we’ve moved a fair amount of useless crap, to be thrown out or sold off or stashed away until the next time we move (25 years from now).