Two pooped puppies

It's been a long day and we are both exhausted, but seem to be ready for the movers tomorrow. Stacks of boxes are separated, those that go and those that stay (as far as the movers are concerned). Later this evening we'll run streamers around the stacks that stay. Tempers have been a bit tested under the pressure today, but nothing major and we're still on speaking terms. :-)  The house will be in desperate need of vacuuming after the movers leave. 

Ed has done a masterly job packing the van. It's amazing how somehow who can't fill a refrigerator can fill a van so well. (The refrigerator thing seems to be genetic; his mother couldn't do it either.) There's still stuff to go in, but we hope it will make it, although we may have to abandon more plants that we wanted. Kaye spent the day getting last minute bits packed up for the movers and packing the kitchen stuff that we'll take with us. Our mini refrigerator is crammed full, and the big fridge is wedged into its place in the van. 

We've thrown out an amazing number of hangers (to go with the eight sacks of clothes that have been recycled), packing up packed what we hope is enough. 

We've managed not to take a single picture of the packing, but maybe it's something we'd rather not remember. We'll try to do better in France.  

Pizzas are on the way. The delivery guy just called, lost, but should be here soon.