Lucky, though no more enlightened than before

Just realizing how fortunate I've been with all the packing and moving. Until today, the weather has been extremely cooperative: cool, no rain, no plagues of locusts. Today's a slightly different story; there's thunder and lightning, and a little while ago there was HAIL. Now it's pouring down rain, but I won't be ready to leave the house with the next load of stuff for a couple hours yet, so maybe it will finish up by then. And then the mover comes to help me with my big stuff, and I'll be done.

There's no BJJ class today, so I consider all the packing and moving to be my cross training. But then, I also consider finishing up the beers in my fridge to be cross training. That and the fact that peanut butter M&Ms and 2 hour naps are also a staple of my training regimen make me think I'd be a very popular coach.

Moving into Andy's place tonight for a couple days. It will give me some practice living out of my car--what to bring inside and what to leave in the trunk? I have suitcases and things, but am seriously considering making the trunk one giant suitcase. We'll see. Then the condo close is on Fri. I don't have to be there, which I'm glad about. The one bummer is that it's late in the day, so the wire transfer of the money won't happen till Monday, probably. So I'll be checking my bank account anxiously after the weekend.

Fri it's on to my sister and brother-in-law's place for the weekend. My parents will be there too, so I'm sure I'll be cranky and stressed out (unfortunately for my family, they get to see the worst of me), and then as soon as I leave, on Sun, I'll miss them terribly. Especially because my mother's surgery is coming up on the 11th.

Okay, for a BJJ vision quest, I'm sure not doing a lot of jiu jitsu, visioning OR questing right now. Not even any "ideating," which is a verb my friend Julie used when she and I were talking with a few of our friends at our other friend Chris' father's memorial service (he passed away not too long ago.) Needless to say, she got no end of shit for using such a jargony word.

I am doing a lot of duct taping and shoving of things in garbage bags. This will change in just a couple days. Even getting out of my place and into Andy's will help me feel like I'm finally on the road. (Speaking of which, thanks to my friends Melissa and Gary & Sue, I now have that book, On the Road, in paperback AND audio. Nice.)

Now it's back to packing. And maybe a morning beer. (Probably not; I'm a tremendous lightweight, and am full from breakfast. I just like the idea.)