Moving day 2

Today, unpacking the rental truck, was onerous. There were two locations for everything to go, and both were up a flight or two of stairs. The worst was the stuff going into the attic over the garage -- which included most of the furniture and all of the book boxes -- which had to be taken up a rickety ladder thing. For the most part we had someone sit at the top of it and we passed things up, but man, lifting book boxes over one's head is just no way to spend a holiday.

Still, it all fit. Hooray not having to rent storage space!

We paused around tea time for cake. J. and her sister both have September birthdays, so we celebrated them with, well, cake. The three-year-old (said sister's daughter) was quite vexed that it was not also her own birthday, limiting her present-gathering opportunities.

Now I have consumed some home-brew wheat beer and some homemade hard cider, and I think I'll be going to bed early.