Got up at 9:30, had a good breakfast, drove 90 minutes to Rochester Hills area, and unloaded. Megan's uncle and my two brother-in-laws helped us unload. Took an hour. We are both exhausted. Megan and I had dinner at a place that can only be described as Suicide Girls meets upscale Hooters. The fish and chips was good, the side salad distinctively Midwestern: large portion, oversized veggies, and a sprinkle of shredded cheddar.
Megan has a meeting tomorrow, so I'm going to run home from dropping off the truck and hopefully go to the gym before dinner tomorrow when she goes over.
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