Packing Parties

We slept in pretty late on that Monday, but once we got going we were full steam ahead on the packing. This kept up for all of two days, until New Year’s Eve, at which time we collaborated with our neighbors (friends) to throw a New Year’s Eve party. There was little planning, and we offered next to zero notice to everyone. Naturally, nobody in L.A. has no plans on this day. Well, nobody except my buddy James - thanks for coming over homie!

Although small in terms of attendance, this was a HUGE party in terms of the self inflicted damage from alcohol consumption. It wasn’t that I drank a lot, just that I drank a lot of different things. Everybody knows this to be a mistake, but somehow at the end of the night I found myself having consumed about 10 different kinds of alcohol! After the stroke of midnight, our party somehow migrated to our friend’s cousin’s place down the street. They were having a real shindig over there, and it turned out to be a great time - especially when me and the Kap’n destroyed Gizmo at some weird version of beer pong.

On the 1st we were back to packing for real. This proved to be the longest, most tedious packing experience of my illustrious career of moving. We loaded everything into a shipping container that is 6’x7’x8’. To give you some perspective, our sofa set filled exactly half of the space. So we had to be very meticulous in our sorting and packing in order fit every other of our combined worldly possessions into the remaining space that was equal in volume only to a sofa set!

We celebrated the shipping off of our things with a happy hour get together at McCabe’s - my favorite pub in Santa Monica. There was a great turnout of our L.A. friends, and it was really gratifying to see that we’ve been blessed with so many great relationships in just the few years that we’ve lived there... we're really going to miss you guys!!!