Still waiting on the closing. I just want to get started. Never been one for patience. I keep waling by, hoping and imagining.

Things I have discovered while packing:

• New shoe-boxes can be re-purposed to hold delicate glassware acquired from a wedding years ago.
• I’m leaving the dregs of the kitchen – pots, dishware etc for him to use. I have no interest in it or the memories. I want a fresh start, in a different color.
• I’m seriously OCD about labeling stuff. I’ve decided that color-coding boxes may be going a smidgen too far in the packing.
• Purging stuff feels really good. I could never be a hoarder.
• I have gotten down to only seven boxes of books.