We are in the midst of packing, and I hate it.

Shoving your life into boxes with labels is not a fun task, nor is it meant to be. It's exciting that by next time this week we will be settled in at the new house, but I couldn't think of a worse way to spend a Saturday night. Blah.

Most of it is done, but it seems like it will never end. A trip to the dump is brewing for tomorrow, as there are a lot of things we don't want to bring but are too tragic to give away.

Next entry will be from Pleasant street :)