Yesterday’s fun: moving boxes and couches

Okay, so it wasn’t quite as much fun as, say, being slapped upside the head by an O.G.. I spent the morning helping a friend move a truckload of an aunt’s material possessions from another relative’s backyard to a Public Storage space. We were told the space was 6’x12′ and that would have been true if the space was rectangular, but it wasn’t. More heavy lifting than I’ve done in a long, long time but oddly enough I didn’t mind.