Today is the final packing day. Our list of things to accomplish is too long for reality. Add in breakfast and dinner plans with friends and the result is insanity producing. All of this under the influence of the full moon.
We'll be stopping by the bank, picking up more boxes, emptying our storage space into my studio, throwing the remaining bits of remnants of our lives into either a box or the trash. Doesn't even really matter which at this point. It's come to that. No more plotting, organizing, sorting; that time has past. It is time to fill the boxes and seal them up.