Recently, I have undergone quite the endeavor. Moving is that endeavor a.k.a pain in the butt. You pack up all your stuff one week just to spend the follow month (or more) unpacking. And don't even get me started on the moving day itself. I had everything nicely pack (and labeled), thinking everything is going to run smoothly. Of course, I was wrong. I didn't know it was possible, but my entire dresser crumbled to pieces upon shifting it. Okay, you got me, the drawers just broke... But still not cool.
Anyway, the point is, that you can really tell who your real friends are when it comes to moving day. Sure, you will get a bunch of offers in passing or people who decide to come out for the free beer and homemade chili, but the real friends actually show up and work! Therefore, I would like to give thanks to the following people: My papa and the use of his 1 ton and other truck, Derek, Mike, Brenda, Eric, my brother and his tetris-like skills at loading boxes into a truck bed, and the LB for their donation of multiple Sebeka boxes. To those of you who have helped Dave and I in the time of our need I dedicate the following song.
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