But enough with that (maybe I'll share some stories at a later date). We are almost completely done packing. All that is left is the food in the kitchen, the sheets and blankets on our bed, and some odds and ends. I'm proud of J for letting go of so many things this last weekend, the homeless shelter will be getting boxes of men's clothes soon.
Our house is a maze of boxes. They are everywhere. Nacho is so upset with the boxes, Toonces is pissed off because of the boxes, and Yoda is loving it. I'm pretty sure that dog would be happy no matter what. And I'm sure she'll think that we're going to a party (don't say that word around her, it makes her go insane, because she likes to party) for a while, then it might dawn on her that it's her new home. Maybe not, you know what, she probably won't even notice we moved. She's not dumb, she's just a happy dog that is happy as long as her boy and girl are around her.
So we're ready to go, and I'm very much looking forward to the Glass Nickle pizza I've been promised on Saturday. Mmmmm, Nickle nuggets. Num, num, num.