Actually, the mover just called and said he should be here tomorrow afternoon. He sounded like he was on a cell phone made of tin cans and yarn in Russia.
He also informed me that if (more like fucking when) they can't get the 18-wheeler in here, I've got to go rent a UHaul and pay them hourly to transfer it first.
Joy Joy Rapture!
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Get well soon, MCA!
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