Uhaul, Me Haul, WE Haul
What. A. Long. Day.
Up before dawn, going to do eight miles with mile repeats on a dreadmill at the gym.
Picked up a U-Haul while down in the valley, and rented a storage space. Then home
to start working on the house, loading up stuff to take to storage, taking it to storage,
loading up stuff to take to the
DI and to the dump, and then home to fall into bed.
And, for this, I burned a day's VACATION.
It only costs $19.95 to rent a truck this size from U-Haul for a day. However - the 140 miles
that I put on the truck cost me a total of $124, plus about $35 in gas. But I'm not bitter - it's
still easier, say, than moving across the country pulling a handcart, the way the Mormon
pioneers moved here from the Midwest. But I don't think that they had to be in the office
the next day - or the gym, either. But then, I didn't have to fight off any Injuns while driving
the U-Haul up and down Parley's Canyon for the day.
Silas and I very much enjoyed our time together, doing guy stuff - moving heavy boxes
and furniture, figuring out how to fit things into the smallest space possible, and going
to the City Dump. By far, the most enjoyable part of the day was throwing things out of
the back of the truck with wild abandon into a big pile in a pit at the city dump. I think
that therapists ought to send their patients to the city dump to work out their "issues".
However, when all of the deliveries were done, and I drove the truck back to the U-Haul,
I suddenly realized - I don't have my truck keys to drive my Isuzu home. I had to take that
big U-Haul truck back up the canyon for the night. U-Hauls aren't the smoothest rides in
the world, and they ain't got no subwoofer, neither.
Anyway, that's over. At least, until this afternoon.
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