I'm no where near packed. The house still needs a vacuuming, the windows a washing and the fridge a cleaning. There isn't *that* much to pack, it's kind of crazy how easy it is to procrastinate at this point. I should be packing and what am I doing instead? Yes, blogging. Anyways.
At least the van can be packed now. I dropped off the last of the furniture I will be delivering. Which means the things we'll be carrying on the trip can now be crammed into the nooks and crannies of the cargo space. The third row seating will soon be placed carefully in the back of the grand prix (why couldn't my minivan be the kind where the extra seats go hide themselves in the floor?? Life would be much easier and spacious right now) and the magic that is the mysterious female packing trait shall begin. (You know, where we can fit 3 times as much into a space as any man. Tis a good trait to have when moving! She packs, he carries the heavy stuff. It's all good.)

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