Moved

Done.

Packed.

Ready to go.

Found a lot of stuff I didn't know were in my room while packing. Mostly feathers from my bedding and lots and lots of dust. Too bad there's no vaccuum in this house that works (i.e., doesn't light itself on fire when you turn it on).

It's so strange that the year is over now. I didn't have any kind of mental projection for this stage in the process.

I feel sad about it.

But I'll have three days of driving to mull it over.