Well, we finally got moved.
We spent the last night in our mobile home on Saturday night. The big moving day was Sunday. My grandson brought a big pickup truck and a trailer. Every thing is out of there except for a few things in a rented storage locker we will have to make another trip for.
With a few relative and some neighbors helping, it didn't cost us anything, except for a few aching muscles. The new place is 175 miles from the old place. I haven't moved that far in 33 years. Hopefully this is our forever home. Right now my drug of choice is Ibuprofen.
The new manufactured home is in place but there is still work that the contractor has to do before we get an occupancy permit. They are not moving very fast on that. We are staying with our daughter about 47 miles from there. We are very anxious to get moved in, but we are very comfortable here for now. It's in a Gold Country town called Placerville. Nice town with a lot of interesting history, and a nice "old town" section to walk around.
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Moving is never fun.
Since I turned 70 last summer I'm very good at playing the old man card. When the heavy lifting was going on I went to the Deli and got sandwiches for everybody. To them, I was the hero of the hour. 
