It is Time
Feels like time to get my grunts in a row for the Tri-City Shuffle. A big part of me thinks it would be far simpler to hire grunts from outside sources, but 2 big strapping 30-something sons are available, complete with domestic baggage. The detachment from domestic baggage can be a sizeable bonus of outside hires, but . . . That detachment is often more theory than fact. Strangers have baggage, too. All humans have assholes and good health requires we use them daily.
Both sons volunteered almost immediately after their Grandfather's death at the end of September and have been impressive with the help they have provided. A tri-city furniture shuffle is considerably tougher on the back than arranging funerals. Eldest son says he is still on board for furniture moving. Saying is easy. Still waiting to see the do. Youngest son is juggling the load of job-hunting and caring for his young family. Still waiting to hear from him.
Prayers in progress.
The Sandbox is pretty much packed. Studio package underway. The studio is designed and long tested for portability. I'm not sure it is possible to count how many times I have moved it. I don't expect it to take very long.