The day finally came when we were to pick up the moving truck and pack it up. Due to the crippling Iowa winter storm my father, who's a lineman for Alliant Energy, wasn't able to help us. So we called some friends the night before and convinced them, with food, to help us pack up the truck. As we started to pack the truck our neighbor, who we had said hi to a few times in passing came and helped. He said he had nothing better to do, which was probably true since he had moved out of his apartment a few days earlier and he would have been sitting in his empty apartment waiting on the carpet cleaners. What a nice guy! All in all it took over 5 hours to pack the truck. Most of that time was trying to figure out how everything was going to fit inside. Matt's motorcycle was the first item in and it took up A LOT of room, we were sure everything wasn't going to fit. We started figuring out what we could live without and Matt was sure we needed to return the 16 foot truck and upgrade to the 24 foot, but I refused. Surprisingly, as we put more and more stuff inside, the truck seemed to get bigger. We didn't have to throw anything out!
-A
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Hey i told you that you didn't have to feed us, but it was still nice, cuz then i didn't have to go home and make some crap food. So thanks for the pizza and you know we are always willing to help you out when you need it! Love ya!
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