Tomorrow is moving day #1. We (and by "we" I mean the movers) are packing up the truck, going to the closing, going to dinner then to a hotel. Thursday is moving day #2. We (again, movers) are unloading the truck at the new house. The Boy will be at my inlaws' house, so we can start to unpack and move things to where they need to be.
By Friday night we should have the big things done. My inlaws are bringing The Boy back to us and we are hoping that things fall into place thereafter.
Everything should go according to plan. But, as we all know, something is going to get 'effed up and that's ok.
I'm excited and very overwhelmed. There's still some packing to do. I feel like I don't have enough boxes, but there's a pile of them in my kitchen. Excuses, excuses.
The 'puter gets turned off tonight and won't be back on until Friday.
Have fun while I'm gone. I'm sure I'll have some stories to tell when I'm up and running again!