Dinner with parents

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Since almost every evening upto my departure for Zimbabwe seems to be booked up, Betsy and I went to my parents place for dinner tonight, the only evening before my flight next week that both us two and my parents hadn’t booked up yet.

In the morning, someone from KHZ, the company that will be moving our stuff to Zimbabwe, stopped by. In part to tell me how great KHZ is, in part to check on all the stuff that needs to be shipped over. The good news is I’ll get nowhere near the allowed storage volume. The bad news is, I like to ship more than I’m allowed to.

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