Monday, December 16

Here we go. Almost. The dogs have, surprisingly, been in denial until just recently when they had to admit something was up. We're largely packed, we've sorted, we've discarded, we've vowed to never again accumulate, we've made plans for new acquisitions. We're exhausted. Tomorrow the movers arrive; it should be an efficient process to load the van - we're at least that organized.

We've been asked, "Are you excited?" Honestly, we're just very, very tired. We know it will get better.

This is what we're supposed to look for.