So, it is moving day. Well, it is 1:20am on moving day. Who drank tea at 8pm and now can't sleep? Me, of course. There's really no packing to do. Just a few odds and ends. I'm just sitting here watching t.v. with the volume down low so as not to disturb Hubby, who is sleeping like a baby in the other room.
Before the movers arrive at 10am we'll take down the medicine cabinet and towel rack and deal with the coats. Oh, I think I have to pack up the utensils, too.
I'll be writing more once we settle in. Maybe post a few pics, too.