Physically bruised, mentally tired.
Well I went to help Amelia and her mom move to her brother's appartment yesterday. After her dad passed away, they had to move out. I got there at 1:30PM with Matt and it was HOT AS FUCK.
We cleanet out the garage, and moved all this heavy shit out fast because they had to return the U-HAUL at 6:30 that evening, so whatever was heavy or whatever wouldn't fit in a car or pickup had to be taken with the U-HAUL.
Now, we have to move furniture, cabinets, boxes of books. Oh yeha and her piano and fridge. I thought the piano was gonna be hell. Turns out, the piano was alot easier to move than her freakin' fridge. We had to haul that fridge back to her brother's appartment, and god damn, that POS was heavy.The fridge alone took us a good 30 mins to get to Tony's (Amelias brother) appt. We couldn't get it up the stair with a dolly all that easily. I almost got crushed by that fridge god knows how many times going up the stairs.
But we got it all in time, and we got back to Amelias place for a 26 inch pizza and some drinks. We were all beat then, it was 8 something. Jen had joined us around 7 that evening just to come see me. My back is shot, my arms and legs are sore as fuck.
Anyhoo, I felt good helping them. After the dad passed away, I wanted to help, but I couldn't help financially. But I wanted to do something for them, and all I could do was sweat for them and help move furniture. So I was glad to do it.
We cleanet out the garage, and moved all this heavy shit out fast because they had to return the U-HAUL at 6:30 that evening, so whatever was heavy or whatever wouldn't fit in a car or pickup had to be taken with the U-HAUL.
Now, we have to move furniture, cabinets, boxes of books. Oh yeha and her piano and fridge. I thought the piano was gonna be hell. Turns out, the piano was alot easier to move than her freakin' fridge. We had to haul that fridge back to her brother's appartment, and god damn, that POS was heavy.The fridge alone took us a good 30 mins to get to Tony's (Amelias brother) appt. We couldn't get it up the stair with a dolly all that easily. I almost got crushed by that fridge god knows how many times going up the stairs.
But we got it all in time, and we got back to Amelias place for a 26 inch pizza and some drinks. We were all beat then, it was 8 something. Jen had joined us around 7 that evening just to come see me. My back is shot, my arms and legs are sore as fuck.
Anyhoo, I felt good helping them. After the dad passed away, I wanted to help, but I couldn't help financially. But I wanted to do something for them, and all I could do was sweat for them and help move furniture. So I was glad to do it.