So Friday my sister's boyfriend/my friend Mike called me up and said that he was going up to Atlanta on Saturday to help our friend Mike and his wife move into their place there. (Mike Roderick and his wife have decided to move to Atlanta and are living in the other half of the duplex in which his friend Eric lives in with his wife and her kids and which Roderick lived in with Eric before either of them were married and before he went to Boston for a while and then Kentucky.)

So, it having been since Roderick's wedding that I had seen him, and since the fall that I had taken any sort of road trip I said of course I'd love to come help unload the truck. So yesterday afternoon Mike and I set off for Atlanta. About half an hour into our two-and-a-half hour trip we got a call from Becca (my sister) telling us that she could have come with us, had she gone in to work that morning and found out that the girl whose shift she was taking over for that evening wasn't going to need to switch any longer. Alas, she hadn't done that so she had to work last night. Sad.

We had clear roads most of the way except for a short bit of congestion just outside Conyers (Conyers, GA is now where the eastern edge of the Atlanta Metropolitan area starts. This is growing probably by the hour, however, and will soon be moved to the edge of Georgia. In fact, most of central and part of northern Georgia will one day have to be renamed as the state of Atlanta. I'm sure Augusta will then become the capital of Georgia, whats left of northern Georgia can be divided up amongst Tennessee, North and South Carolina. South Georgia will be a state to itself. This would really suck because most of south Georgia sucks except for the coast.) which ended up being due to a terrible looking wreck involving a small economy car and a tractor-trailer carrying sacks of concrete mix. The tailer was on it's side, the car was smashed, and people were having to unload the sacks before the trailer could be righted. Anyway, that was the only slow-down we encountered and we ended up arriving at the Roderick's place just as they were pulling up. Seriously, they had just pulled into the drive way as we pulled up.

So we opened the truck up, carefully so as to not let the TV (which was strategically placed right at the back door of the truck) fall out. Then we decided to eat and ate leftovers at the Myers' place (the other unit of the duplex. The one where Mike lived with Eric before either of them had gotten married and before Mike had moved to Boston and later Kentucky) and then unloaded the truck.

This wasn't as big a job as I had pictured it being. The reason for this is that I am used to moving my family and my family has been established for quite a number of years and has six members and a dog. So there is a lot more furniture, clothing, and other assorted and sundry items to pack and move. The Roderick's had the small truck and though it was packed full it wasn't a terrible lot of stuff.

I still do not envy the next few weeks in their life as they organize their new place, but it wasn't as bad as when my family moves. And we had two Mikes, a Jennifer, an Erick, and me helping to unload so it went fairly quickly. After we got it unloaded we had cake and low-fat frozen yoghurt at the Myers' house and were out of there by about ten after ten. We got home around quarter 'til one this morning.

So, that was my yesterday. Good times.
- posted by Nick @ 4/23/2006 03:46:00 PM | 0 comments