Sitting in bed with my window open. This weekend is the move..

It's a quiet, peaceful night outside. The crickets are lively. It's nice to sit still.

Moving preparations have almost come full-circle. So far, my plan has been executed to near perfection. Each day I have done a little more. Boxing up food, personal displays from atop my dresser, clothes, and finally boxing up books and lining everything up to be shipped out tomorrow.

I am pleased with how swift the move will be. If I'm able to pick up my keys tomorrow after work, I can get 95% of everything moved over there before I wake up Saturday. That would be a huge plus and ensures that I can rest my key on the dining ta-- er, I mean the book shelf, early on Saturday afternoon and probably still make it somewhere to watch Notre Dame and USF.

My drapes have been taken down, and I have fixed what needed to be fixed. All that will remain on Saturday will be my couch, bed, a lamp or two, and dining table.