My wife is leaving soon (in a couple hours) to go start cleaning out her dad’s house. They’re moving everything that isn’t nailed down this weekend, putting it in storage. It sounds like it’s going to sell soon.

Of course it has been commanded (by another sib) that it Must Be Done this weekend, which sucks since we have to be in a training event on Saturday, so she’s driving up now (thursday) staying the night, working her ass off tomorrow (while I work at my job), then driving home late tomorrow night, going to class Sat morning, then we’re both driving up afterward (probably), staying another night and coming home Sunday. Back to work Monday. Contrast that with doing it next weekend, July 4, when we can take three days off in a row together.

The drive is approx 200 miles each way, not terribly long but not exactly across town, either. Kids get real bored by mile 20, of course.

Well, I felt like whining so there it is. I feel better already.

Update 4:16 PM: She’s gone.