Moving day - sort of:)

For some reason, I woke around 3:30 this morning; laid in bed until 4:30 then got up to meditate and go on an hour walk. It was generally a peaceful morning, except for one dog that couldn't stop barking:) and a boy on a motor scooter. As I walked up the hill, a boy on a little home-made motor scooter came down the hill and turned into his? driveway and garage. He then got off of the scooter and screamed at the top of his lungs and closed the garage door; this was around 5:30am. I continued my walk but as I approached the end of my loop, I saw the boy (big teenager) again; this time standing at the bottom of the hill with his scooter running. He stood in the middle of the intersection looking at his phone (I think) until he finally gave the scooter gas and went up the hill very slowly; in fact, he had to help with the occasional push:)

Anyway, I decided I needed a pair of gloves for today's move so I went to Walmart around 6:45am; returning to make my morning smoothie - kale; greek, plain, nonfat Chobani yogurt; rolled oats soaked overnight in 1% milk; peanut butter; coconut;  chia; banana; apple sauce; and a nectarine. Had 1/2 of the smoothie for breakfast and saved the other 1/2 for a quick lunch.

I arrived at to the storage unit around 7:30am to attend to some last minute things before the big move. My niece, her husband, and his parents flew from Illinois to Colorado earlier in the week for a mini-vacation and to take the master bedroom furniture I'm giving them. They all arrived at the storage unit around 8:30 (ahead of schedule) and made quick work of emptying my old storage unit. They even helped me move the remaining items into my new, smaller unit. My older sister and her husband live nearby so they also came over to help.

After their truck was loaded and they were on their way, I spent some time organizing my new 9'x10' unit. The final task was disassemble the wooden floor and shelving I'd built in the old unit. I have a tendency to over build:) so there were a lot of screws to unscrew; luckily my drill was charged and I found the right bit:) so it didn't take too long.

I disassembled most of the floor and then waited for Two Men and a Truck to show up; the friend I donated the sofa and chair to, hired them to move his new furniture. With the last of the furniture gone, I finished disassembling the floor and shelving.

A "free lumber" ad on Craigslist elicited 4 responses; I gave it to a woman who said she was going to build a playhouse for her kids.

So all my worldly possessions are now inside a 9'x10' climate controlled storage unit or in my hotel room:)  So in the end, I moved from one storage unit to another, smaller unit in the same building; about 50 yards:)

My old storage unit showing the raised floor I built with a Stickley office chair under a large shelf supporting the Stickley leather sofa (above the chair) that I donated to a friend.