Packing, packing and more packing.

Can you guess how I spent the majority of my day yesterday?

In case you can't, I've been packing.  I decided to call it a day after I found myself labeling a box "Stuff."  I'm sure that will be SUPER helpful when trying to figure out which room that one needs to be moved into.

I had the following text message exchange with a friend of mine....

It was meant to say "a horder of ribbon" *sigh*

And it's true.  Apparently, I DO hoard ribbon and tissue paper.  But in my defense, it was all shoved into this tiny cupboard so I really didn't know what I had, so I'd buy some more white ribbon and tissue paper whenever I thought I needed some.  Well, I suppose that's not really a defense.  Obviously, I need to get better organized in this area.

Before I boxed everything up, luckily I remembered I had two birthday presents to wrap.  So of course, that sidelined the packing but the good news is the gifts are finally wrapped (and not at the last minute for once!).  The bad news?  Somehow I managed to shred my finger using the tape dispenser (I know, I don't know how I managed it either).  I would recommend that if you can avoid doing the same you should do so...it really hurts.

At any rate, I wasn't the only one packing.  Oh no.  I directed the Husband to empty the kitchen of anything he will not need for the next few weeks.  I have to say, he did a pretty good job.  Now whether or not he packed well will be determined once we arrive at the new place and I open the boxes to see what survived.  I'm not too worried as I made sure that I packed all the breakables that I want to make sure survive the move.

Man-Child actually never unpacked when we moved here (to be fair, he hasn't really been here as he's been at school) but he packed a the majority of what was unpacked in his room before he went back to school on Friday.

After the nightmare of the last move, I'm trying to make sure that this one isn't so bad.  But no matter how prepared we might be this time, moving is never fun.

As you might surmise by all the packing talk, I'm feeling pretty confident that this move will actually take place this time.  That's because the seller's actually agreed to our requests and we have it in writing.  AND at least one of the repairs was actually completed yesterday.

So yes, I'm getting kind of excited.  A house.  Finally!  And we will have some of our dearest friends as neighbors.  Life is good.

We have also determined that gray is the new neutral and are poring over ALL the gray.  Here's what you need to know about gray...other than maybe red and orange, gray can be made from most any color.  So we are attempting to find a gray that is not too blue, not too green, not too yellow, not too brown (if the name "Goldilocks" crossed your mind, you aren't alone) - basically what we want is just a soft, neutral gray.  I'm trying not to get too caught up in the decision because, really?  In the end, it's only paint.

All this packing has me really thinking that we should become minimalists.  Considering how much stuff we offloaded in the last couple of moves, you would think that there wouldn't be much left to pack.  You would be wrong.  It seems as we were shuffling stuff out the door to the trash or Goodwill, some other stuff was sneaking in through the back door.  It seems I'm going to have to invest in a good lock for that back door in the new house!

Well, I suppose I've procrastinated for as long as I can...it's time to get back to packing.