Well, we did it. I really should say Cody did it, since I can nearly count the boxes I packed on one hand... But anyway. We're packed. We're moved out. We're no longer residents of that house. Some things I learned:
-It is ten times easier to move out of a place when you're not living there. When you have to wear clothes and use dishes and brush teeth and take showers and sleep in beds, you can't touch any of that, making it impossible to pack it. So I'm grateful we just grabbed our clothes and a few toiletries and came up to Mom and Dad's to live, so we could pack everything much faster.
-Cody's PTO was finally approved and we couldn't have chosen a better week. It was nice for him to have plenty of time to spend packing and cleaning.
-For a family about to move, nothing is a more thoughtful gift than some nice, sturdy, clean, identically-sized boxes. Well, except for maybe pizza coupons. :)
-And lastly, occasionally you just have to give in and eat microwave dinners.
I'm still shocked that all of our stuff fit in this one bedroom (well, probably closer to half or two-thirds of our stuff, since that doesn't include the clothes we brought up to Mom and Dad's, our couch, box springs, piano, and a few other items...):