
We are officially about 98.9% of the way moved! There is still one last load of junk hanging out over at the apartment (not to mention a flurry of cleaning to be done). It's exciting! I hasn't been too bad.
I've been kind of getting the giggles about it the past couple of nights, though. We both work full time and, obviously, couldn't wait a week after closing 'til the weekend to actually move, so all of our moving efforts have been after 6:00 PM.
Which, let's be honest, is a little shady. I mean, picture it. You come home from dinner with some friends at 7:30pm. The neighbors across the hall from you are zipping in and out of their disheveled apartment carrying arm loads of boxes and furniture into a truck, suburban, and a Mercedes parked outside (backward, of course, for easy loading and a quick getaway). It looks to me like the neighbors are fixin' to slip away in the middle of the night.
But not only are we leaving under the cover of night, we are unloading at the new house as well. Our new neighbors are probably going to be shocked to find that there have been people living there for a week - and they never saw any stuff arrive!
Oh, we're an elusive pair.
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