Packing has begun. Boxes, boxes, boxes, rolls of sticky tape, and crumpled newspaper. I've packed books and movies, clothes, shoes, frames and photo albums, board games and kitchen appliances, and it's only beginning to make a dent.
We will close early on the house, a week from today. We've hired movers for Sunday, for the heavy TV and mattresses, furniture, and hopefully get it done in one day. Saturday, we will have keys to our house and a whole day to ... sit on bare floors? Wander around and discover things? Lie in the hammock? Paint? Oooh, there's so much to think of doing. Maybe given the unavoidable mess that will come with moving in, we should enjoy the house empty for a day first.