Someone jumped the gun on packing. I have exactly five plates, bowls, spoons, forks, knives and cups in my cabinets. God help you if you come to my house and want a drink. While I couldn't bring myself to do it yesterday - on Earth Day of all days - today I am headed to Wal-Mart to pick up some *gasp* disposable.
This is the first move in eight years that isn't long distance, and let me tell ya... I love it! I love the thought of just throwing crap in the back of my van and heading over to the new place. Since my box suppliers are falling down on the job (read: Marty's cooks keep throwing the damn boxes away!) that is probably a good thing.
So today was supposed to be spent packing, but since I am out of boxes I will just have to find something else to do. The boys keep asking if we can pack the school books, but of course those will be the last thing tossed into the van on moving day.
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