All week I freaked out about getting ready for the move. Then on Thursday, three sturdy men came to the house and set about putting our entire life into a series of boxes. They arrived at just before ten in the morning and left at just before five in the evening, stopping for pizza in the middle. Twenty-one hours of packing and now everything that is not furniture or baby clothes is, essentially locked away.
Including a box labeled "Open First: Bread and Fruit". Seriously? We're here for two more days before this stuff gets unpacked! These guys are hard core!
Oh. Wait. I've got to go buy some plastic spoons for yogurt in the morning (the fridge has not been packed yet).
WOW! Hope it's all gone as smoothly as possible. Keep me posted.
ReplyDeleteHUGS,
Janie