Two Chicks and A Truck (Sometimes Three)

Now THAT title should spark some interest!

I’m moving.  What?  You didn’t know Oh, I’m SO moving.  I have two more days of sleeping is this hell hole.  Then I’m out.  Can.Not.Wait. 

What?  Oh, the title.  Yeah.  See, SuZan got hooked offered to help.  Man, I’m going to have to take her out for some Mexican (or steak) when this is all over.  Really.  She kicks ASS!  SuZan, my daughter and I have emptied a storage room, cleared an attic, and filled a storage room all in the matter of 3 days.  No kidding.  But after tonight, SuZan may not be so willing to help. 

See, we almost had to sleep in the storage unit tonight.  Why?  Well, we emptied the attic and filled up Big G’s truck (thank you Big G)  with Christmas decorations to take to storage.  Yes, my Christmas decorations fill up an entire storage unit sans two bikes, a breakfast table, buffet and hutch.  We’re so proud of what we accomplished tonight and figured we deserved a coffee break.  After our break we head to storage.  As we pull iin to the storage center we see a sign saying “Gate locks at 9:00″.  The problem?  It was 8:56.  I look at her, she looks at me.  I jump out of the truck and enter the code.  We zip around the corner to my unit.  I jump out, unlock the door, turn on the lights, then……….WE KICKED ASS AGAIN!  the entire truck unloaded, two doors relocked, in the truck and entering the code to exit the gate….in SIX minutes!  I’m not shitting you!  Six freakin minutes!  We SO rock!