Monday=Packing Day!

The packing man & lady came at 8am and had our house packed up 98 boxes later at 4pm.  The two packers have been dating THIRTEEN years, have 4 dogs (3 shitzus and one labradoodle) and claim they love working together and don't fight while packing houses together..although I heard some bickering when they shattered one of Hans' beer glasses. I sincerely hope it was Hans' Bears glass that broke.  I also stepped on a large glass shard later in the day as they forgot to tell me they never swept up. Works out well for me as I can use the hurt foot excuse when it's time to unpack all the boxes.

They also didn't see ONE spider while packing up our house.  This as disappointing to me as I've been attacked by millions of huge disgusting spiders over the past 5 years.The worst part of packing was when our tv's got taken away in the afternoon.  I was frantically trying to catch up on all my taped shows I would lose on our DVR.  I still had 5 unwatched shows when the cable was shut off. Besides that everything went well.  I'm exhausted and i didn't lift a finger all day.

Nolan did good too.  (Grandma Kim came down to help entertain him since Hans chose the week we move to have training for his new job.  How convenient).  Nolan watched the movers like a HAWK to make sure they didn't break any of his toys.

Tomorrow the movers come!