Fifteen hundred miles in three days. We’re currently in a hotel just outside West Bloomfield, our new hometown. We should take possession of the apartment today and then…um…wait in an empty apartment for our stuff to arrive. Which it hopefully will today.
No disasters of any kind, car, medical, or other…except for one time when a lane ran out and I was forced into some orange barrels by a truck and my driver’s side mirror got knocked off. At the time, I thought “If that’s the worst thing that happens…” and it was.
Stardock on Monday.