There’s no rush

“Where you movin’ here from?”  the man at the U-Pack depot asked me.

“Michigan,” I admitted.

“Well, remember, ’round here we ain’t in as much of a hurry.  The gate’ll be open all day, you just take your time.”

Much nicer attitude…

Came to Cookeville

Moved on Monday!!  Woohoo.

Woke up at 3 am (EST), got on the road about 5 am (EST), arrived about 3 pm (CST).  That was a much better time than the previous record, set in June with my friend Carson when we came down to check out the town.  Then again, it was a much less interesting trip – not even a stop for the tasty Indian food of Dayton!

The apartment’s nice, the town is nice.  It was hot and sunny on Monday and Tuesday – today IS Wednesday, right? – with thunderstorms today.

Wait.  I moved on Tuesday.  Which is why I couldn’t remember anything I did here on Tuesday; it was all driving and unpacking, with a quick trip to Walmart to pick up dish soap and Tupperware.  (To use as bowls, since my bowls are on their way down from Michigan.)

Today was Furniture Day, Part 1, in which I quested for the seldom-seen Nicer-than-the-Pricetag-Suggests Couch and the Desk of Affordability.  I found the first, if it will fit into my apartment – still working on the desk.

Early start tomorrow, with more furniture coming, so I’m off to bed…