Southern Droll

We're in our final week of preparations for our upcoming move to THE SOUTH. The weather her has finally warmed up, which means it's going to be hotter than hell when we get to Florida.

What should I be doing right now? Organizing toys? Done. (Twice, but there's really no point to this since there's a whole weekend between now and when the movers arrive) Packing the camper? Probably.

The "problem" with having a full service move is that there's not that much to do since we just got here 16 months ago. We've purged quite a bit, and Nick organized the stuff in the garage. I've packed some clothes, but that's sort of a last minute thing too.

We've been doing a lot of "lasts". The last trip to the dog park, the last metro trip into Montreal, L's last swimming lesson tonight.  It really seems like just yesterday that we were unpacking the truck in a snowstorm.

February 2011

This is really the most stressful time. Once the packers and movers get here, everything sorta goes on automatic. They do their thing, I stay out of the way (but within earshot to answer questions), we make sure the kid and dog don't get packed into boxes, and then we're on our way. We've known about this move for 8 months. That gave us a lot of time to procrastinate...but I remember feeling this way before the last move too (and the one before that). I'm stressed out now, but when Monday morning comes everything will work out just fine.

We will miss the metric system, the toonie, and many friends that we've made in the last 16 months. The hardest part is going to be leaving this:

I'll be very surprised if this little girl doesn't visit us in Florida. L's really going to miss his buddy.

So now that I've made myself cry, I'll end the Clueless au Canada blog that has been my therapy for almost two years. In its place will be the journal of our next adventure:

Southern Droll

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