Leave it to my buddy, Mary, to make a John Steinbeck reference at a time like this.
One of her early Tweets, just after she'd arrived to finish packing up her mother's house for a gargantuan cross-country move, reads as follows:
Yep first head butt: a brief tussle re iron skillets. She wants them in car not moving van! Huh??? We're not the Joads!
Well, Mare, it worked for Jed Clampett.
Note to self: ask for Patricia's rationale for lugging about a thousand pounds of cookware in the car. Traction? Weapons?
At any rate, guess who won that argument?
If you're not following MarysMovingMom on Twitter, allow me to wholeheartedly recommend it. My dear friend since college, where we were roommates, is Tweeting her experiences as she and Patricia make their way -- s-l-o-w-l-y -- across country from Louisville, Ky., where we're all from, to Los Angeles, where Pat has a lovely assisted living apartment and an entirely new life waiting for her.
There's a whole lot of ground to cover between there and here. Keep checking back for all the gory/funny/painful/joyful details.
-- T.L. Stanley
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