The movers come tomorrow. And surprising as it is for me to say, I'm actually ready for them. Oops, did I just jinx myself? I mean, I've spent weeks, if not months preparing for this week. I've had two yard sales. I've advertised furniture, consumables, knick knacks, kitchen ware, exercise equipment, and everything else you can think of ... and thankfully sold 95% of what we wanted to get rid of. I've made lists. I've scoured closets. I've donated... a lot!
We spent the entire weekend organizing the rooms into four separate piles. One pile of HHE (household effects) to California, one pile of UAB (unaccompanied air baggage) to California, one pile of UAB to Iraq, and the rest to storage. The most time consuming part was deciding what we can't live without in California, and what really should be sent to storage. Oh and don't forget the 14 loads of laundry ... washing every single solitary thing that needs to get packed up... the shower curtains, towels, sheets, duvet covers, clothes...
They should arrive at 9 am tomorrow to begin their first of three days here starting on the ground floor. Wednesday they'll work on the second floor. Thursday they'll move it all into the crates and send it on its merry way.
Until then think only good thoughts ... for we MUST be under our 7200 pound weight limit. Fingers crossed.