everything is packed. the house is a cardboard maze. this is our last night sleeping here. kate let me borrow a skillet & coffeemaker so this morning would be enjoyable. i checked the paper this morning: no ads for lost yorkie!
we're packing the truck thursday evening at 6pm. come by if you want to. i'll be at the house friday morning to clean for the new owners. come by then if you like. you don't even have to work. just have coffee, eat some breakfast: AHA! the FINAL final whocares breakfast! i'll be here. nothing else will be.