Turns out our lease ends two weeks earlier than we previously thought. Oops.
This means we have until this Saturday (aka Moving Day) to pack up our belongings and figure out how to back a giant truck down our teeny tiny driveway.
We've already made decent progress on the packing process. However, I've noticed that packing brings out the bulimic in me -- and by that I mean an overwhelming desire to purge my personal possessions. Why is that?
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