12 hour marathon.
House and garage are packed into the 6 U-Boxes (God are those things flimsy JUNK!) and the overflow filled about 2/3 of the 6'x12' trailer.
The house in 99% empty, and the remaining things will go with me, my son, and the dog when we depart Long Beach Wednesday morning.
I was wondering why me feet were hurting so much, and then I inspected the Denali boots I was wearing all day.
They're worn out and shot, and I've only been wearing them for six months!
I not only hurt in places I forgot I had, but hurt in places I didn't know I had.
Next post will most likely be from St. George, UT, our first night's stop. I'm pretty sure we'll need to get gas in Baker, CA, and one place I want to stop is "Arne's Royal Hawaiian Hotel", and abandoned hotel where the two guys on RoadKill made a stop.
I'm hitting the showers, then the sack.