Brian's saga, iii
So Friday was supposed to be moving day - but no one's said a word to me. Neither of them have a car, so I suppose part of it will be up to me......
I finished up work and left early (stopped at the gym, of course, because I still need to be me, too!) then headed for home. When I arrive, B's watching TV. "Isn't today moving day? Are you all packed?" He jumped up and said "no...."
"So what's the plan?"
"Well, Leeah has a truck, but no money for gas to come out and get my stuff -- so can we load it in your car?"
"Sure" is my answer, but damn, you're moving and you don't have a plan???
"OK, so what about Leeah and her stuff?"
"She's loading up, but no one can do anything because we don't have keys." I'm sure if you know me at all, you realize that my head's spinning and my mind is reeling -- there's no plan in place, they're just flying by the seat of their pants. Kids. So I help him load, get moving, at least get that part of it done, because I don't want to be loading and transporting in the dark in a strange part of town.
After we're loaded, then a short nap, its like "Ok, Leeah has keys now. Can you drive me to her mother's house and then load my stuff in the truck?" Um. Sure. I can do that. When we arrive, there's very little loaded. Brian loaded everything that was stacked in the garage into the truck himself. Me, I supervised, because I'm very good at stacking boxes, loading truck, it's just one of those things that comes natural for me, I guess.
So he's got his stuff loaded, then her stuff loaded ....
It's already after 6pm ...
I'm gonna head home.
I found it very odd that her parents weren't around, no one was.
It was like a stealth move, if that's possible in broad daylight.
*giggles*
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