I know writing about weather will not lead to a big fan base but truth be told...I'm in this for therapeutic reasons. Writing makes me feel good.
Now, when the Weeze and I arrived we had no furniture because it was in transit. I have to say it was nice having other people pack our stuff and drive it to us a 1000 miles. Very awesome. But let me throw this out there. Hey, Mayflower...Your packers are packing you!! I mean a total "push it in
|1 towel and 3 pot holders in this box!|
The mover himself was a very nice guy. Took good care of everything. Well, with the small exception of a 8 day notice of a looming blizzard. "Oh, no...I'll be there no matter what!" he promised. I told him over and over that this storm was no joke. Guess who had to sleep at a truck stop in 4 feet of snow less than 3 miles from the good ol #31 bus route? You guessed correctly. Weezy and I got to chill in our new digs with a small flat screen, two soccer mom chairs, an air mattress and a PS3. Oh the #whiteboyproblems were definitely a foot. Weezy made it through just fine. I was going nuts. But I am always going nuts.
Four days after our furniture arrived and we hauled the last of the @#$@#ing packing paper to the recycling it was a meager 54 degrees. The mountains of snow were melting fast. Then, because it was Tuesday, we endured a 14
degree day with 20 mile winds. The blue bandit, Smurfette, had some frozen diet Pepsi's chilling in the cup holder. I mean this weather is as easy to figure out as is a packer wrapping a box of q-tips in 6 pieces of packing paper. Thank God they didn't break.
So, the first month is totally behind us and we have everything from T-shirt
"Yup, Nay Nay shit got real this month"
I love Baltimore.
|Photos taken by Weezy :)|