If you hate grammar, you should try moving. Moving is the worst. It sucks! Moving heavy, awkward mattresses in and out of a U-Haul for eternity would be my Sisyphean version of hell.
Why am I telling you this? Because I want sympathy for moving for over twelve hours today? Yes. But also because I will be without Wi-Fi until we get all that stuff sorted, so I won't be able to post and visit blogs for a week or so.
I'll miss you!