Mistletoe Market and Packing. Neverending Packing.

Well, we didn't end up doing any of those things on that list aside from the Mistletoe Market last weekend.  Ha.  We have been so busy and I haven't exactly been feeling the best.

It was fun to go downtown one last time.  We weren't counting on enjoying a carriage ride--those lines are killer.  Instead, we just wanted to watch the horses come by, so we bought an apple turnover from the bakery, Chris picked up some coffee, and we watched the horses do their thing.

Eliot was saying, "Hor-seee!" the whole time.  On the way home, he said, "Bye-bye, hor-see.  Bye-bye."  It was so sweet and kind of sad.

I've tried to spare everyone a bit of the moving babbling.  I know there really isn't too much to say.

Chris and I have a lot of books.  We teach English for a university.  We have our M.A.s in English.  Yeah, a lot of books.  It took thirteen banker boxes for our books on our bookshelves.  And that wasn't even all of them. 

Boxes are everywhere.  I'm the kind of person who can't think when the house isn't tidy.  It is kind of driving me crazy a little, but I'm trying to remind myself that it is just for a couple more days.  Eliot loves it though.  So much to climb on.

And unpacking takes way less time than packing, right?  RIGHT?!  Ahhhh!

Tomorrow night, our parents are coming in town.  Saturday morning, the truck-loading begins.  And ends.  And then we're off!  So, we have just one more day of packing, which makes me both hopeful and kind of nervous.  Can we get it all done?  We've done so much, but is it enough?  I guess we're about to find out.