San Anselmo, August 29 2003: My son-in-law Joe is huge, with a shaved head and a little tail of hair. When Adrienne first saw him, she was aghast at her daughter Celina’s choice. But Adrienne has long since come around. Joe is great.And Joe is massively strong, so I am again delighted to have him helping me to pack the Big Yellow Truck. This will be our second and final trip, hauling home, office, shop, and warehouse to Mount Shasta, our new home as of next week. Like gypsies? Well, perhaps a bit more stuff.
Nearly everything except the beds and the shop tools is packed up in boxes. We’ve got dollys. We’ve got those coarse grey blankets to protect things, and plenty of bright yellow nylon rope. We’ve got a system of dots: Red means storage, green means shop, yellow means house. I tell you we are organized!
And by the end of the day, plenty tired. Ah, the joys of moving day!