Dennis was a very big help tonight, carrying box after box of Gigi's stuff to the storage building as we all worked to empty the moving truck. We are storing lots of her stuff until she gets a storage building erected at her place. Dennis chanted about being a moving man and he delightedly ran up and down the ramp carrying the lighter boxes.
He just came in my room to apologize for lying to me about having cleaned his room. I accepted his apology and then he said "you seem to be acting like you are a robot." He pulled out from behind his back a red soccer training cone and said "I think you need some oil from my special oil can. You take red oil." And he pretended to squirt it over me. Perhaps this will soothe the muscles that ache so much after all the lifting and the moving and the tree planting and the other rigorous exercises that I have tasked my recently sedentary self with. I have been sore for days!
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