I can’t remember clearly what I felt like back in high school and college when I was moving and grooving. I for sure recall carrying plenty of things as a laborer. And the double crew sessions I can testify without hesitation definitely happened. I recall waking up from a delicious nap during my freshman winter “hell week” to stumble to the gathering spot for a run. I mean I must have been sore, right? Except I cannot remember!

Today was Big Shipment Day: in two boxes we sent 194 pounds; plus earlier I helped Mme G with some of her own.

Artwork is on the bus and so is the dresser, sans drawers until the thing is attached. The dresser dimensions are surprisingly close to the space itself; 2 inches to spare on each side and 7 1/2 height.

The windshield crack is past halfway and even has some action south of the epicenter too.