Busy Days, Busy Nights

It's getting closer to the move and I have finally started to see a dent in the surface instead of a scratch. With the books now gone, floor space available, Tim's help, all of the closets and shelves have been emptied, belongs sorted, packed, or disposed. Now the overwhelming pile of storage crates is mounding. More crating tomorrow, then the real work begins, moving furiture out, into storage. Once that is done, I will feel better, even though the most dreaded part of moving begins. . . cleaning the place up. Fun.