the countdown is on

We have six full days left in this fair city. Six! Remember when I was excited that we were under 100 days; now we're under 1 week. A. and I realized today that this is our last Tuesday in Portland. How strange that sounds. Things are plodding along, not as well as I hoped, but it's getting there. The big furniture is moved; I am currently sitting on hardwood floors of a living room that echoes the taps on the keyboard as I type. Beds are still here, so I will sleep in one tonight. The kids are having last minute sleepovers with family.

The goodbyes have begun. Today it was to my in-laws, K's brother, and Jaymee. Tomorrow it's my neices, nephew and Erik. Last Saturday I said goodbye to too many to list. It's only slightly saddening to me, perhaps because of my recent purging of tears. I'm all cried out at this point. I think I'm running on auto-pilot anyway. I'm forgetting to eat and losing track of the days. It's bound to get even more interesting as the week continues.