To help me move the last o crap out of the old place last night… and I crashed like a very bad paper airplane. Soundlessly, swiftly, and with nobody killed. So nothing got moved. It rained briefly which did not assist.
Pizza first, when we got home. We hung out briefly with Keith, Jeff and Brian C.
Woke at 4, fired off an email to the old landpeers, unpacked ten boxes and now I contemplate the ruins of my good intentions and the prospect of unpacking about a hundred more boxes, shifting furniture, etc. etc.
