It’s always nice to get a warm rain storm with a little thunder and lightning. Except when you have a fair amount of your belongings sitting out exposed while you try to apply your “bestest” jigsaw capabilities to optimizing the space in your storage unit. The morning started out with a steady, light rain. I asked Jeff if we should re-evaulate our schedule but it was best we just push forward with our plans for renting a moving tuck and moving most of our remaining boxes and big items. It may be raining just the same tomorrow. And by the time we got the moving truck and started loading it was sunny and humid. We stopped for dinner with the senior crowd at Applebee’s (no one had eaten since Breakfast). Even convinced the kids to order from the regular menu! I think the waitress was a little taken aback when I order chicken penne pasta without tomatoes or basil for Clara.
All was going well for quite some time. I completely underestimated how long it would take for us to load the moving truck and even further underestimated how long it would take us to complete the jigsaw puzzle of our storage unit. It sprinkled. We told Amelia not to say it outloud. Forty-five minutes later the looming dark clouds bust open. Busted. Open. Poured. Lightening. Poured. We got soaked and all puzzle solving went out the window. Instead, it became a game a how much and how quickly could we jam the remaining items into storage. Which by the way, included two bikes and a fish tank. I said it’d never fit; I was told to be positive or go home. (Oopsie, I decided it was only a little rain). Somehow the bikes fit. The fish tank and under-the-bed storage box went into an unlocked unit (which by the way was not empty so there’s some storage shed squatting going on). If it’s gone when we get back; oh well.