Packing follows the 90-90 rule. I had allowed for that. Unfortunately, it also follows Hofstadter’s Law, so we spend the entire weekend packing. Dan and Mark helped with things I couldn’t lift on my own. Afterwards, we bought them dinner, and took them home.
This morning, almost all of our worldly possessions were taken away on the truck, and a huge weight of worry was lifted from my shoulders. The stuff we still have with us (clothes, a few books, two laptops, iPod, etc) looks as if it’ll fit in the car with the rear seats folded down, possibly even without obstructing the rear view. (I love hatchbacks.)