you may address me as She-Ra
So. I did not think I could finish emptying the storage unit by myself after Mike went to work. I was fairly resigned to keeping it - there were pros and cons. I decided to still try to finish emptying it, but not overexert.
However, I flipped into overdrive anyway between 7:00 and 7:30 - and I managed to get almost everything that was left into the car. I was astonished, as I was sure it was two full carloads. It was soooo close - one stinkin' table and the sticky things: broom, walking stick, tennis rackets, swiffer, etc. It was the table that was really thwarting me - I could *not* make it fit. However, at this point, the job was way too close to done to leave - come on! I'd sooner let the storage place confiscate the stuff than pay just for storing that.
I came home and tried to figure out what to do while I cooled off for about half an hour. I contacted various folks, but they all have these silly things called lives (I never expect anything on last minute calls - that way I'm not disappointed - but it's always an excuse to say hi, if nothing else). Doing that took long enough, though, that I was cooled off, rested a little, and could think straight again, so I kicked *back* into overdrive, emptied half the car in only half an hour, drove back over with the front seat laid back - and it fit. The locker is empty, and the obligation is ended. :)
So, I feel pretty good. It pleases me that I succeeded. I will sleep solidly tonight, and, well, I can clean the kitchen and do laundry tomorrow. Or maybe Tuesday.
My sole regret is that I never took anybody to the storage unit to make out. Would've been fun. :)