This week, after 5 hours spent packing, unloading, and repacking a UHaul, a Hyundai, and a POD, a total of 559.2 miles driven over 6 hours, and, with the help of family and able-bodied and gracious History professors, my "stuff" (boxes of clothing, books, furniture, and the "essentials" contained within a one-bedroom, basement apartment) found its way to my parent's front lawn.
My stuff sits in a POD, which reminds my mom of pod people and makes me think of science fiction and flying saucers and spacecrafts levitating and hovering over suburban communities. In fact, this POD does levitate and the hydraulic lift technology it uses was surely, at one time, science fiction. The magical truck came to lift the magical POD (which is less magical when opened, revealing mountains of very ordinary "stuff") off to the warehouse (read: mothership) and it will be magically delivered to my new apartment in CO in a couple of weeks.
Since there was so much driving involved in transferring my "stuff" (there really isn't a better, family-friendly word...) from Delhi to Troy, I figured this would be a good inaugural post, reminding you that, yes, in fact, Megan will meander again and this blog will highlight the adventures about to unfold...


Hurry up! You're going to be late for your first day at work!
ReplyDeleteTravel light & stay safe, Eric@Auraria
Eric! "It's about the journey, not the destination." But I am oh so excited for my destination... :-)
ReplyDeleteThank you, dear sir!