We did indeed truck on down to Deltona to pick up the majority of the last of the schtuph which Herself is bringing home from Mother Mary's house. Uneventful trip. That's the kind we like. I used to laugh about U-Haul's slogan, "Adventures in Moving" because as a good friend of mine used to say, that's the least preferred time to have an adventure, when one is moving their own household. Houdini travels very well, and appeared to enjoy his adventure.
We got the majority of things unloaded into Studio for temporary storage before the first round of rainfall, then paused and waited to unload a new mattress and box springs into the Big House for that rain. As it began to slow down, we received a pleasant surprise and brief visit from Skippy and MK of fatfred's place, after which we moved the mattress & springs. Just in time, too, because the sky opened up in earnest at that point, which started the series of power supply blips.
When that died down, we loaded up (including Houdini) and returned the U-Haul to Williston. Houdini came with us because it looked like more storms on the horizon. Following the drop-off (no drop box for the key, though, but hey, this is Williston. Herself will drop the key off today) we spun past the grocery store and then headed home for steak, portabella mushrooms, fresh zuccini and home-baked buscuits for dinner. Ate dinner while watching some of the episodes from Firefly we've not previously viewed off the recently acquired DVD set. I do so enjoy Herself's cooking. Yum.
Then off to bed expecting to be woken by severe weather again (actually, probably by a Houdini telling us about severe weather), but either he simply sacked in next to the bed or the weather passed us to the north. Either way, back to Hospital today.