Huge shout out to Brad and Jake for helping me with my
furniture yesterday. As I have shared
before, I couldn’t find any charities that could pick it up before my move
date. I really wanted to bring it all to
a charity, but we couldn’t fit more than one piece at a time, even in Brad’s
SUV. So we were forced to pick one and
move the other two to the dumpster/curbside alert (which unfortunately gets
very little traffic, so is most likely a dumpster drop).
It took us two hours between the trips to the dumpster and
the one that stayed in the car.
Unfortunately, the dumpster is ¼ mile from my house and there is a big
hill in between (luckily down). Since we
were tossing two of them, we kept joking about just launching them down the
hill. We did slide them for part of the
way, but it would have made a great Vine to just toss one of them.
Brad had errands to run and I felt guilty taking up so much
of his time. I don’t think helping me
move was his favorite way to spend a Saturday.
So I left him at Global Thrift and I stopped off at the Waltham farmers
market. I picked up ¼ pound of rat
cheese – which is really really aged so that it is like quadruple sharp. If you like aged cheese, you have to try
it.
I took my cheese over to a local vintner’s booth who is a
very knowledgeable oeneologist and entrepreneur. He has a great strategy – focusing on the fact
that many Waltham famers market customers don’t really know jack about wine and
can be intimidated by it. So he has
these extensive food pairing recommendations that he makes into recipe cards
for each wine. He has about five wines at
any given time. He spends his time explaining
how the wine and food enhance each other, making it easy for a novice to
choose. He also puts a lot of effort
into traveling around to local grape growers to taste their crop each season –
picking only the most appropriate for whatever blends he has in mind for that
year.
So I bought a bottle of Pinot to go with the rat cheese and
we sat and talked wine and food and entrepreneurship for about an hour –
drinking and eating. I normally take it
home, but I didn’t want to have to pack it and move it. So I walked home a bit buzzed and then had a
ton of packing to do. I didn’t get as
much done as I planned and today has been a real bear. Tomorrow morning won’t be easy either (the
movers come at 2-3pm) and then I will probably be pulling an all-nighter
cleaning. I have to turn in my keys
before I leave.
So my next journal episode will probably be after I
move.
