Jake and Robin sold their house, and were moving to a new neighborhood in St. Louis. Like I would for any of my friends, I offered my back to help him move. So the whole family showed up at his old house to load up the moving truck! Jake bought pizza and some soda that we were all happy to partake in.
I didn’t waste any time getting the truck loaded. Moving is the kind of thing you build up a rhythm for. Once it breaks, its hard to resume.
With the truck totally packed, we drove over to the new house. Jake was thinking of waiting till Saturday to unload, but I strongly insisted that we get started. Since all of his help was still around, we got started with the dreaded piano. My third time moving the wonderful instrument. Then we just kept going till the truck was empty!
By the end, I was more interested in photos than helping, a sure sign I”m getting old 🙁