Next time… movers

The weekend was relentless. Over the weekend, I spent nearly 14 hours just driving, most of that in a truck pulling a ten foot trailer. Friday was spent packing and getting all the necessary equipment arranged for the move, the truck and trailer from my dad in San Antonio, the handtruck and additional boxes from Lowe’s. We packed and cleaned all day until midnight. Then saturday we got up at 6 am and drove over to pick up my friend and then my brother to help load the truck. The loading went okay except for a couple episodes involving various amounts of property damage and the ensuing aftermath. It was hot, but we managed to get everything loaded before the sun was on us. For the unloading we were not so fortunate. When we arrived in Dallas at two in the afternoon, the humidity pushed the heat index to 110 degrees Fahrenheit and since we had the freight elevator reserved for a couple hours we had to keep moving until we had everything unloaded. I was completely exhausted and soaked with sweat. Luckily, my brother works outside every day for a furniture company, so his tolerance and relative ease kept me going. I kept thinking, hell is one endless move. I would recommend it for anyone trying to get in shape because if it doesn’t kill you it will definitely get you in shape.

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