Coulda been bad, but the flat tire on my moving van was fixed quickly while it was in the driveway and the guys continued to load. This is where the phrase “Keep on Trucking” originated.
Moving is horrible. But on Friday when 5 friends showed up with 4 cars and a pickup, the angels sang. In two hours, we schlepped the equivalent of 10 hours of just me. Very efficient, super cheery, and definitely at the top of the “How to be helpful when your friend moves” list! Bless you Marcy, Ron, Linda, John and Paula. You’re the best!
That was then…
…this is now
Sometimes I have the best job in the world! This morning I’m in this eye popping house on Surf Drive, waiting for the elevator guy to look at the elevator, which doesn’t seem to work. Taking in these views and the light are a balm to the soul.
It’s not easy to correct a wrong turn on our tiny streets when you’re driving a giant Walmart truck! This was the scene Sunday morning on Maravista Ave.
