Today

I walk over and sign the lease and get the key, and in the morning I move. This change thing shouldn't be so hard, but it's just had me all balled up. Maybe I should schedule a move every few years, to keep from getting so rooted in a place as this.

Everything is boxed (almost everything) and what isn't, I can do tonight when My Fella gets here. but so very much of it is in boxes. I have several friends and a cousin lined up to come over in the morning and help.

Nothing left to do, but to do it.