Moving

Well I was suppose to move today,a whole month early. My family and I agreed I need to get away from where I live now. My parents helped me pack since I not suppose to lift anything heavy just yet. The movers were to be at my house at 3. At 5 they called and said they could not come today. Glad I still have a month on my lease. They said they would be at the house first thing in the morning. Between the soreness I have from the fall and the fact I hate moving the conversation did not go well. Looks like I will be looking for a different mover.

It is like my life is turning in to the Richard Pryor movie "Moving" Hopefully I not the only one old enough to remember it.