today i went and helped my friends move their stuff from their tree damaged house to a storage unit so they could store it until they find a more permanent place to stay than the girl’s parents’ house. we loaded a small trailer and the back of a pickup with ruined stuff, then a relatively large uhaul with stuff to go to the storage unit. we got to the storage place, and realized the unit seemed smaller than the truck. my friend zach was sure we could fit everything because he told us about how he had done it before, putting the contents of a uhaul into a smaller storage unit. the rest of us though were not as sure.

i don’t know how long it took us to unload stuff from the truck, load the heavy stuff in the storage unit, stack things to the ceiling of the storage unit, etc. however, when we were done, we had about 4 square feet of bare concrete left, and some room to spare. it was a little bit unbelievable.

then i got home and watched football and realized Ike might be coming. great.

(oh, and i got my water deemed safe, so the Saints party is on)