And he would leave the SLOW computer for last...
The mover guys should be back any time now to finish loading the vans.
It might be a good thing that I'm so tired. I won't have brain cells left to be too mournful as the last of it gets put in boxes and loaded up.
But it's been crazy!
Little things- like I gave away the eggs last night because, although I would have liked them for breakfast, I realized that I'd packed all the pots and cooking things.
Then just moments ago, as I was putting the toast in the toaster (remembering that all the cereal was either packed or thrown away) I realized that I'd packed all the cutlery. At least there was a plastic knife in the little bag of forks we left out of the box.
But it's pretty strange alright.
These guys are uber-enthusiastic, so I have a feeling they'll be on the road before noon.
And we'll be cleaning up a bit and then ...
Oh, oh! Here they are.
I'd better close off and get my toast eaten.
And my bed stripped, and my closet emptied, and the last boxes taped shut.
I'll catch up with you on the other side.
(In the field, that is. )