The packers ARE here and I am now freaking out a bit. I am using all kinds of avoidance techniques so that I don't have to sort out my life. Thank goodness DH is taking the reins. I am making lunch and doing all the regular thinks like laundry that keep my life in order and let me maintain my routines. I haven't done a big move in almost a decade now, and I can feel the roots being pulled up as each room fills up with boxes. Funny that I am fine saying goodbye to friends: my philosophy is that if someone is a good friend, we will keep in touch and see each again, so no goodbye is really necessary. But my house can't skype, email or Facebook, so I will miss it terribly!
At least the stylus for my iPad has shown up. Hoping my Montblanc pen finds me before we leave.
