Close the Door Behind You

So here we are. Today is moving day.
Last night, my father helped me to move a couch (of the fold-out, really heavy variety) from a cousin's garage into the apartment. He's a real trooper. Lots of heavy lifting and the closest he came to complaining was saying, "sometimes it's better to just pay someone 50 bucks to do it for you." I didn't think there was much point in mentioning that it would probably cost more like $200. I just assured him that this was the heaviest piece and that tomorrow (today) my younger brother promised to help and that everything would be lighter.
As for tonight, the bed remains the same, but the roof changes. The walls will be different. The view, until now from below, will be from above. Far, far above. Looking down on Mount Pleasant from the 20th floor.
There are, of course, other things of note; Tonight we go and pay our respects to Jeremiah, as he prepares to embark on the longest journey of his life - spending two years with his Colombian bride in Bogota. If we still have any energy afterwards, we may even check out Nuit Blanche.
A few sports notes to finalize this blog: The baseball season is almost over and it's second season is nearly upon us. The AL is set, beyond seeing who plays who. The National league, on the other hand, only just found out who the first two entrants would be last night, with the Cubs and then the Diamondbacks clinching their places. As for the other two slots, I would personally prefer to see the Phillies and the Rockies make it, but Phillies and Padres would be fine as well.
Cubs over the Indians in the World Series? That would be fun, eh?
Finally, the NHL regular season starts tonight with the European schedule. With one door closing, another one should be opening.

Have a great weekend,

Ryan