Today I helped my friends move from their apartment into their first home. And at the risk of sounding like a dork, I’ve always really wanted to help a friend move. It feels like a classic friend play, but besides helping move things from dorm room to dorm room in college I’ve never had the opportunity to help a friend move.
(Brief panic . . . do I not have friends? Chill.)
All said, I was all about being invited to a “moving party” to experience this quintessential friendship adventure. Physical labor in exchange for beer and pizza. It was a sweltering day, but the move was relatively easy. Three trips back and forth with a caravan of cars, a preview of their beautiful new home, and Dominos pizza.
Tonight, we’re playing some D&D so I’ll cut this one short . . .
With Love,
Natalie