Day Five Hundred and Sixty-Six

The Second to Last Day Before Jacksonville

I decided against my traditional Paleo morning meal of sweet potatoes and 2 eggs because I needed pan-a-cakes (that's what I call them). It was going to be a long day. So, I made some. Paleo style. Banana, egg, almond butter, almond flour, honey.

And ate them with my pure maple syrup. Oh  gosh. I told myself I'd eat three of them and save the rest for leftovers. Well, I ate every single one of them. Oops? The calories were totally worth it.

I needed that extra couple of panacakes because this was staring me in the face. With two days before the move to Jacksonville, FL, we had a lot to get done. And for most of the day, I didn't have Adam's help. Puh. Did I mention that I really don't like moving? Well, in case I hadn't: I don't. Buuuuuut, I guess for a promotion, I won't argue. Much.

When he did finally get home, I put my Hubs right to work. Task #1: purge. He went through all his clothes and by the end of the day, had a garbage sack full of very-recently purchased items to give away (Uhhhhhh. He gained all that weight and can't fit into his clothes anymore! It's like I have an 8 year-old in my home! Not a happy wife!). I ended up purging too and by the end, I also had a bag to give away! Yay for no pack-rat(ting)!  

With most of our stuff in boxes, a home cooked meal for dinner was out of the question. So, the date night eight (Rickards, Gerbers, Allens, Conleys) went out for one last dining hurrah. We ate at a local restaurant called Cantina Laredo. And in the lot, we saw these nice houses on wheels. Oh wait, those are cars. My bad. 2 Ferraris, a brand new Jeep, and a Bentley, all parked valet outside. Can't forget the Rolls Royce that was parked directly in front of the restaurant either (apparently, even in South Florida, you don't need a parking space to park your Rolls Royce). Jupiter kills me sometimes. And by the way, what happens when you accidentally hit one of these babes? As-freakin-if my insurance would pay to have it fixed. They'd have to throw my butt in jail for a lifetime to work it off. Hahaha. What a joke.