MOVING DAY
Worst Part of the Day - As I'm loading my car this early a.m. to head over to the movers, Clarence the dawg follows me out. No big deal - he's been in and out of my car all week as I don't wish to leave him alone at my in-laws place (you never know and they have done enough for us without sacrificing a couch or rug). Clarence sees a man walking and goes up to say 'howdy'. Then he takes off. I race after him. I corner him in someones yard and he has a moment of "hmmm - what if I just ran?" and then he freakin' runs. And runs. And runs. So rock meet hard place ... what do I do (other than tear up in WHY ME frustration). The movers are on their way ... so I leave. I continually check Erik's voicemail (his number is on the dog tag) until the inevitable message is left "I have your dog." So I have to make arrangements while dealing with movers and not being able to leave the new house. SO ANNOYING. Dern dog.
Also the movers were slow, slow, slow!!!! Usually the move in is a snap - but this took FOREVER!!!! PAINFUL.
Best Part of the Day - The move is over!!!!
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