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WELL THAT WAS AN AFTERNOON.

My family arrived at my place and I told them, and this was my mistake, "You're going to have to go down the street, turn around, and pull up to my place so we can unload."

They got stuck in the snow at the end of the street.

Three inches of snow.

In a four wheel drive pickup.

I MIGHT HAVE LOLED. And then spent forty minutes helping push them out.

Anyway, we got my new hideous chair and my bookshelf up to my apartment, took the rest of my stuff to storage, dropped off the U-Haul trailer, and made our way downtown to the hotel. It took us two trips to get all the luggage to the hotel room, because everything my parents brought is in tote bags. Apparently they've sworn off luggage? I don't even know.

But we are here in the hotel now, safe and warm and awaiting room service. We were upgraded, which rocks the house; it means that the room I'm sharing with Emmy is just a room, but if we go next door my parents have a PALATIAL SUITE we can all hang out in.

And, obvs, the internet works.

I'm so glad we have no more moving to do.