"Just hit the Eastside of the LBC on a mission trying to find Mr. Warren G." This is the song I heard when I got in the car when we started our move for the day so it was either meant to be or we are in big trouble if you know the rest of the song. We are officially in Long Beach, closer to Dave's work, car insurance is lower, the beach is walking distance and I've located a commissary. I've already been to a great meet-up and met some nice people and there is lots of exploring to do because I know nothing about Long Beach or its surrounding cities. Still setting up home, lots to unpack. Its taken me 5 days to find the toaster. Lesson learned here is label the boxes with must have immediately items and buy the color coded tape at Uhaul that is labeled it will make it much easier. And of course get rid of stuff that you keep taking around the world thinking someday you might use it, you won't!
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| Doing his part at packing, should of taken a pic of Dave like this too. Just kidding! He does all the heavy lifting. |
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| Moving Night, Grant getting a ride on the dolly |
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| Our Geometric Specialist AKA movers getting all our things in 1 trip |
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| 1920's Duplex with french doors, original hard wood floors and built in's. Lots of charm |
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| Playing in the car while movers load up and then passed out on the way to our new home |
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| Helping Daddy set up my bed |
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| Leave the room for 5 minutes and this is where I found Grant |
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| On the way to my 1st play date, have to have my hat |
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| Let me remove all the canned goods, then put them back not so neatly and then bring them into the living room to stack everywhere. |
