Moving Day

The movers arrived and began to carry things while I watched. Things were happening and I wasn't actually doing anything.

I bought a corndog at a gas station that was marketed as a "sausage wrapped in a pancake".

I beat the movers by a significant amount, and then directed them to arrange my living room.

After they left, M came over and we chatted.

I found that a neighbor had an unsecured wireless connection, harvested my crops, talked with J, and ordered Chinese food. It did not come with utensils, which were one of the few things left at the old place (along with the rest of my kitchen).