The whole thing is kind of freaking me out, as there's quite a bit of Calphalon anodized aluminum cookware that I'm voluntarily allowing two people, whom I have never met, to take from my home, with this sort of trust-that-society-will-not-crumble-before-you-get-it-back feeling in my gut. I'm hopeful that we can keep things on track in this country for another 14 days. Once I am again reclining in my vintage 1940's "cigar-style" leather club chair and enjoying the complete cinematic works of Mister Rob Zombie, THEN the country can dissolve into chaos. Incidentally, the complete cinematic works of Mister Rob Zombie will help you prepare for that sort of thing.
The packing guys are really being very nice, and I'm glad that they weren't too disappointed by my lack of pre-packing. It somehow became obssessively important to me that the moving guys would not be outraged by the amount of work I had not done ahead of their arrival.
This morning, another, completely different person showed up, and towed my car away. I keep telling myself that he's taking it for shipping, exactly as I agreed to, and that I have not simply given my car away to a person who had just stolen a tow-truck.
I'm exhausted, physically and emotionally, which is probably for the best, as Jay's picking me up at oh-god-o'clock
in the morning, to take me to the airport.
And then the adventure REALLY begins!!
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