Have packed 13 boxes. Only have about 60 more to go, whee!!
One thing I am quite pleased about with this move is that we are sticking with the decision we made in the middle of the last move, which was that the next time we do this we are going to hire professionals. Not that it isn't really kind of us to give all our friends and family members such frequent opportunities for service and blessings, but really. We can't be everything to everyone, you know?
So, sorry. I will not be luring any of you to my home with the promise of Little Caesars's pizza and lukewarm root beer. If you want those things, you will have to go pay $8 and get them yourself. I know it's more fun to get them for free after hours of back-twisting labor on a hot Saturday, but this is just the way it has to be.
Have scheduled the movers for June 16th, as that's the day we can get into the house we are renting. There will be an entire post about the house coming, but for now I will say that I am so excited I kind of can't stand it. I currently live in an 800 square foot apartment. The house is 1900. The math here = awesome. It is possible that I might be able to become a clean, clutter-free sort of person once I have room to put my stuff.
And no, I can't just declutter. I have a kid. Kids come with entire circus trains of necessary junk. I only have the basics and it's still quite the shload. I can't get rid of any of it because I know I'll need it all again--unless, of course, I decide to stop procreating now while I already have one practically perfect angel baby from heaven. (That frantic banging sound you hear is GH knocking on every piece of wood within reach because I bet he thinks I jinxed us just now. Neener.)
Okay. Packing. Am going to pack some more. Except first I will need to eat some of the banana walnut bread I just made in order to use up all the black bananas from the freezer. Then I will pack. I do need to pack, because going through and touching each of our possessions might be the only way I will find my tinted moisturizer. And the phone charger. And my American Express card. You know, little things.