I think we might actually pack up this week and move. Despite the fact that we are still going about our day to day activities, little signs pop up here and there.
The bath toys are hanging up and drying out, the various and sundry awards, memorabilia, decorations, and bits of gear from the field office have been boxed up and are in the living room awaiting a proper packing. The extra garbage bag has been purchased on the off-chance we go over our one bag* per week limit. The handyman (to paint the girls' rooms), plumber, and housekeepers have been scheduled. Utilities are set to go on in the new house, and are being scheduled to be turned off (in the rental) as I type this post.
The girls' schools know they are departing, Nicholas said his last good-bye (or see you later) to Miss "Rindsey" (Lindsey, of Kindermusik) today, and tomorrow is his last lesson with Janice (Jenny's replacement at All Star). Kelsey said good-bye to "Guy" (Brian, her swim instructor) yesterday, and we have plied all of said teachers with cards including a favorite photo of teacher and child..
The biggest sign? The piles of clothes that are being stacked in preparation for being packed into the suitcases. We are moving to the hotel tomorrow night, as there is nothing I loathe more than being in the house the night before pack-out. Given that the movers could say they are coming at 8 a.m. (and show up at 7 a.m.), the kids have to go to school, and we really don't want our toothbrushes or dirty linens packed...we decided to ante up for an extra night at the Residence Inn. We are packing tonight, and everything we need for the final 10 days to include Cait's chorus costume, Kelsey's Camporee needs, and anything for the cross-country trek in the Truckster will go to the hotel tomorrow afternoon.
While it may seem like all is moving smoothly, we do have occasional setbacks. Kelsey had a bad night last night, as she is terribly excited about the move, but can't get over missing Field Day or the end of the year party. The straw that broke the camel's back was my insistence that her framed artwork (for the Art & Music show on Thursday) not be on display at the show, as otherwise the movers couldn't pack it. I finally bent on that notion, and we are just going to beg them to pack one more box Friday morning. Given all she is giving up (extra time with friends, birthday parties already being discussed, Girl Scout camp...), I think it's a reasonable compromise.
Now I need to quit my procrastinating and get back to organizing. I tackled the catch-all formally known as the "cabinet beneath the wet bar" last night and made a great deal of progress. Time for another coffee, and then I think I can easily tackle the craft desk that has been calling my name for days...
*We normally produce about one normal kitchen size bag of actual trash per week, a big improvement for us. Between composting, recycling, and the new green waste bins, we realized we could easily down-size our garbage bin that is used for weekly collections. Over time, we have gone from a 65 gallon cart (left behind from the previous renters) to a 20 gallon cart. It technically can hold two bags, but 1.5 bags is generally our max. Unfortunately, we always seem have a bit more throwing away to do at moving time, despite the Freecycling, Craigslisting and just giving away stuff to anyone who will take it. We were grateful to learn that the Waste Management company offers huge pre-paid bags that can be left out with next week's waste pick-up. Not that we want to have more, but better to be safe than sorry, I suppose.