Crossing things off the Moving List of Doom v.2015—almost done crossing, actually, which makes me afraid we're probably missing 30 things. (There are only two things left since I took this picture)(Gracie thought it said "power sleeping" instead of "power steering" and quite honestly, I should add that as a separate item and cross it off for successful completion, twice)
Dreading driving across the state of Texas.
Wondering how I could have gotten rid of so much stuff this year and yet still be so precariously close to exceeding our moving weight allowance.
Feeling glad that we decided to apparate to Hogwarts for a few days last week, even though we cut it a little close to the first day of packing.
Feeling strangely sad about leaving Alabama. Who knew we would find a corner of the south to love! Except for the humidity. And palmetto bugs. And I-85. And news out of the Alabama State Legislature. But other than that, we have many good things to say.
Feeling predictably sad about leaving the friends we made here. Siiiiiiiiiiiigh. Repeat after me: our hearts are bigger now. Our hearts our bigger now.
Feeling absolutely, positively miserable about the Cavs losing in Game 6 of the NBA Finals. We didn't miss a single playoff game and it was building up our good attitude reserves in the face of this move. Wah-waaaaaah.
Feeling ecstatically happy that we don't have to deal with another single showing in this rental house. It isn't sold, it isn't rented, and it isn't our problem anymore.
Feeling the tiniest bit excited to see our new rental house for the first time. Sight-unseen renting is... an adventure! Or something like that.
Feeling a lot, clearly. As one does in any move, and as one does x3 in a third-consecutive-move-in-three-summers move.