It's Official.

Moving day has been decided upon.
 
It was one of those things where I didn't wanna think about it, and the parents were too busy with their house being remodeled. But one day it occurred to me that It's APRIL and time to start thinking about it.
 
After much deliberation.... June 1st is the big day.
 
This day is more convenient for me than it is for them, but I don't think they realize how little they will be involved. I'm an insanely organized person, and have full intentions of documenting what goes into which box, and where each box is going (this is going to require a storage unit-- sigh).
 
All I can think about is how much I'll miss my stuff. I know that sounds materialistic, but you get used to having access to all of it, whenever you want it, and that's suddenly taken away. My kitchen stuff, in particular, will be missed.
And yeah, I can go dig out whatever I want when I need it, but that's not as convenient. In fact, it sucks.
 
So until then, I get to decide what HAS to stay with me (scrapbook stuff, my tv-- duh, skates, etc.) and what can go away for a few years. *sniffle*


Oh, and a moving plan for Cottonelle. She's such a high-stress traveler, even if it IS only 3 miles away. Lots. Of. Meds. Poor kitty.