Boxed up the big old cheap slow reliable Dell for moving. I have to ready the TVs and stereo for transport too. Wouldn’t this be “a man job”?
Today, Carlton: went out for breakfast, played tennis, went for a bike ride, watched a little tv and read a book.
I packed, cleaned, washed clothes and changed addresses. It must be good to be a man. At least *my* man.
I broke out the emergency Guiness. And, I’ll say this for Carlton – he rode down to look at our new apartment building and came back with a fine Italian sub for lunch. And, a chocolate muffin. Seems that the apartment building was having a little Earth Day celebration. I am not so sure that one is supposed to celebrate Earth Day by eating. But, what the heck – it was a good sandwich.