I’ve been on the road a few days, so there’s lots of catching up to do…

Saturday: Long Day’s Journey Into the Friggin’ Truck

The mover arrived around 9 am and it took them the better part of eight hours to get everything on the truck.

They drive off and Elizabeth, Rob, and I are left standing in the empty house. I understand that when released from prison, most people don’t need a last long nostalgic look back at their cell. But this was no cell, it was our home, and now it’s not and it felt like we were ghosts walking through room by room.

The actual leaving was so excruciating that I’m not going to write about it. We headed out for Dallas and made it around 10 pm. We played Battle of the Maps Printed from the Internet with my parents and agreed that really, they were all about the same.

To be continued…