Ready....set....

Go.

Finally.

It took a while.
There was much to do.
There was packing and moving and lifting and storing.

And when all of that was done there was still more. Or less - less stuff. For one last week we lived in a sad little apartment - no bed, no furniture, no fixins, no nothing.

To inaugurate the week of urban camping we had a sweet and sad little dinner in the one clean room - complete with ironing board-cum-table and entertainment provided by bunny ears.

But that was then and this is now. And now is pretty sweet. We're having a maintenance break in CT - doin' some laundry, rotating the tires, hittin up the mall- just the usual sundry suburban things.

Though just hours ago we said goodbye to our home at 116 and I gave a low and slightly tearful bow to the wonderful people at my work of three year, tonight we relax like there's nothing behind and a big question mark ahead.

This is the start of something new. It feels the same except for the forest of butterflies that have settled in my full-on-burgers tum. I guess that's excitement.

Tomorrow it may be more packing and lifting and storing and planning and talking but without a work day ahead of us, that all sounds pretty awesome.