Well the beach house is no more. It was a beautiful dream at first but it turned into a nightmare. There were some good times there but the place held too many bad memories so it was time to let it go.

Everything had to be moved out by Sunday and we didn't get started until Saturday afternoon. I never would have made it if it hadn't have been for my family. My sister Tia, her girlfriend Star, and H3 all pitched in and made it happen.

H3 and Star kicked ass on getting all that furniture down the steps and into a storage unit. Of course there were lots of extras that I did not need so Tia and Star loaded down their monster car. We also put a bunch of stuff on the back of H3's old truck.

After it was all over I took everyone to eat and I just had to take a picture of our down-home style of moving. If there was an east coast version of the Beverly Hillbillies, we are it.