my bags are packed

Well, almost. Went to bed early so I could get up at 5:30am and start this final stage in the process. There is stuff to bring to storage, stuff to give to Goodwill, and even stuff to mail. We then need to load up the car and hope what is left fits. I am just a little bit stressed.

And of course the fun just never ends. Got to clean out the fridge. Best word to sum that up is: gross.

On a positive note I did wake up to Merle Kessler, aka Ian Shoales . It has to be a good day. I can never remember if he wants to be my sex god or love god. And on that note, I gotta go.