I started the day at 6am (Pacific Time, mind you). It was still dark outside and the air was a chilly 50 degrees. I walked out the door wearing my boots, my jeans, a t-shirt, a sweatshirt, my poofy green North Face and my Red Sox hat. The purpose of this disturbingly early start was to pick up my car from the shipping facility.
By 8 am I took off my North Face and stuffed it into my backpack as I waited for the facility to open. At 9 am, I threw my sweatshirt into the back seat of my G, rolled down the windows and opened the sunroof. By 10am I was sweating so took off my hat. And finally, when I got home I kicked off the boots and put on some flip-flops.
That's where this story ends. :)
2 comments:
With a title like that I was expecting a bit more.
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For a moment I thought you might have made a drastic career shift along with your move... =)
~Hannah
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