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So much moving!

First I got up late because, surprise, I was up late. Then I showed up for the helping of the moving. There was Stuff and there were boxes and there was disassembly of stuff and putting it in the Truck, but first there were bagels, because bagels make the whole world better.

There was general hilarity, rather too much so to accurately take notes on. One of the things was when a great huge construction machine drove past, and there was some question as to whether it could actually pass the great huge truck parked all up ins the way. And then there were the cats who were thinking that the truck was really cool to play on. And ... and ... and...

I cannot carry the things that I used to think that I was able to carry. This caused me personal angst. I can, however, pack things, tape things, and carry far smaller things.

I never did get the opportunity to put the gate code in the new place, so I may well forget it. I'll have to practice. There are eeeevil speed bumps. Vash no likey.

It's just across the street from the apartments of RC and D; they'll be moving across the street themselves in a couple months. Brace for impact.

There were others in the moving party, and it was fun. Lots of party as well as moving.
Gone away, gone ahead,
Echoes roll unanswered.
Empty, open, dusty, dead.
Why have all the Weyrfolk fled?

Where have dragons gone together
Leaving weyrs to wind and weather,
Setting herdbeasts free of tether;
Gone, our safeguards, gone, but whither?

Have they flown to some new weyr
Where cruel Threads some others fear?
Are they worlds away from here?
Why, oh why the empty weyr?

-- "The Question Song", Anne McCaffrey
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