Well, the house is packed... See? (This is where I would post a nice picture of my cute house completely empty, but clean-- IF I could find the camera.)
It happened today. The movers came in at 8:00 a.m. and left at 6:30. (Big job I guess) It was all packed up and ready to go... (mostly) except for the stuff under my bed... which I completely forgot was there which consisted of a scrabble game (I have to hide it from the husband, or he will want to play and CREAM me...and I hate that) a breakfast tray (OH! That is why I haven't had breakfast in bed!) and a few contraband toys that I was hiding from Jaxon. (I guess I couldn't think of a better place to hide them)
Better than that of course was the remnants of sneakings past that surfaced as soon as furniture started to move. I think we unearth 6 ... yes, I counted right, 6 apple cores...(why throw them in the garbage when you can throw them under the couch, behind the armoire, or behind the bookcase?) A candy bar wrapper, a few empty sandwich bags (I have NO IDEA what was in those!) And an empty chips bag.. I guess I will have to be a little more vigilant in searching for "treasure".
So, after a weekend of packing/partying/packing/packing/packing and cleaning.. I am off on to a 12 hour drive to Utah. Just what I wanted after such a weekend. Feel sorry for me yet? If I wasn't so tired, I would feel sorry for me too....:)