We went and got a storage unit and put boxes and some furniture in it. I told him it was in my name and only my stuff was going in it. We cleaned out a storage area that is part of the house here and I told him I thought we should put his stuff in there as we divided it. He agreed.
We walking out of the storage unit and he asked me to give him a ride on the handcart, like we do for our granddaughter. I said okay and stood the cart up. He stepped on it, and I tilted it back. I guess he didn't think I would do that, and he sort of fell backwards. I showed my weight lifting prowess, and caught all 180 pounds of him. He said: "WHOA!"
I said: "Get up before I drop you on your head or pee my pants!" He got up and we laughed so hard. When we got back to the truck he ran up and leaped into the bed of the truck to get the last boxes. It seemed like he was showing off.
Anyway, the bruise on my hand is already spectacular.
Me 57 XH 58 Sons age 32 & 27 M:32 D final 9/12 Bought 10 Acres and Living the Dream!
