The movers came. They loaded boxes and furniture in the truck. They drove it to Wife's new place and unloaded it. Son 2 and I went back for the cats, so I have no idea whether they finished on time or whether (as the team leader hinted he was afraid of) she threw a fit because they went over. If they went over. She did have them rearrange things a couple of times and seemed to blame them that the boxes didn't all fit where she wanted them to fit.
I drank too much last night.
I don't know what else to say. We have to get our old house totally cleaned by Monday. Does any of you want a free piano? I'm not physically all that tired, but I am tired of dealing with it. Tired of thinking about it. Tired of having to be in Wife's physical presence, and of her non-stop complaining. Tired of it all.
But it's almost over. This part, at any rate.
Puritanism
3 days ago
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