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I'm someone's personal mover...

...that's what they called me. I helped them pack last time they moved, and I went to help pack today. It was a little over 2 hours away. I was almost to Columbus. Going back this week too. GASP! I went somewhere! By myself! I have friends! Clutch your pearls! That doesn't fit the narrative for some people. Oh whatever will you do? I suggest going to fuck yourself, or, go have a nice day. Same difference.

I don't mind ONE BIT and actually volunteered to help them. That's what friends do.

This was, um, well, the Blue Star Highway. A rest stop and might I say immaculate bathrooms and ice cold AC inside the rest stop.


When Eddie & I went to see his sister who lives in Zanesville years ago, we commented on the Route 666 sign we saw and how it was up really high on a sign post. She said they were always getting stolen. Huh, dunno why. So I was prepared to snap a pix of a Route 666 sign, but on the way there, all I saw was what I snapped on the way home. No more Route 666 signs by themselves. What a sad indictment of society. Is nothing sacred?!

Get your kicks on Route 666, just not with a heavy truck.


I'm a bit tired. Actually just my neck area and I think that was from driving. Need to change my sheets, as I didn't get that done this morning. I NEED to get a cross stitch project done by August 27. Have I even made the pattern yet? HAHAHAHA! That would be a no. I'll make the pattern tomorrow and dig out supplies. I finally figured out how I want the pattern to be, so plotting it out shouldn't be that bad. I'll post pix of final product after recipient gets it, as always.

Alright, sheets to be changed!


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