For better or worse, I’m done with the moving. There was a brief amount of panic on my part last night as I lay in bed, trying to get asleep … I checked out the weather forecast and saw a nasty line of storms over Memphis headed my way. What time would they be here? 0400-0500, just when I wanted to be back over at the apartment, making my last run. Thankfully, all those storm cells died a quick death when they hit the Shoals, either drying up all together or just moving up into Tennessee. It’s a bright, sunshiny morning here in Madison.

Now, time to unload that last load, take a shower, and get on the road to Nashville… four hours of sleep or not, I have things to do today.

I have one more load of stuff to go get from the old apartment, and then I’ll be done. D-U-N done. As it is right now, there’s a large fork sticking out of my back. I’m still wiped out from the wedding and the travel, but I’ve gotta have the keys in to the apartment office in the morning so that they can do their massive re-paint-and clean job. As much as I have little in the way of energy or motivation right now … I still gotta do it.

Many thanks to Jeff, Jonathan, Jeremy, Rick, and Jessica for their help earlier today in moving the bulk of the remaining stuff I had at the place, and also many thanks to Leonard and Michelle for their insane cleaning frenzy tonight and earlier this weekend. Whatever I get back out of the security deposit definitely goes to them.

I hate moving. I’m so glad that I won’t have to move again until I sell this house. The only thing that would make me consider moving right now is Roy Moore being elected governor of Alabama. I almost wrote here the other day to say that I’d promise to move to Tennessee and commute if that opportunistic, legalistic wolf-in-religious-clothing were elected governor, but honestly, I hate moving so much that I don’t think I’d do it.

I’d think long and hard about it, though.

Enough typing … back to moving.

Update, 0038: So, I lied. There’s another load left over there. I’m going upstairs to take a nap and get up before dawn to finish it. They need the keys by 0800; they’ll have them long before that. At 0800, I’ll be on the road to Nashville.