Our house is empty.
It took three men eight full hours to load up the house. They were wonderful and everything went smoothly. It just turns out we have a lot of stuff.
It also turns out that I have a hidden talent of estimating how many boxes we'd need to move: I have one box left.
As they moved big furniture out and I got to examine the floors and the dust that was left behind, I realized that our house is fully infested with Polly Pockets (little rubber clothes, dolls, and accessories) and M&Ms. Pretty funny.
We are now in between houses: tomorrow we clean the old house and then Friday is closing day. Saturday the truck from today comes back and unloads into the new house.
I am tired, bone tired, but am so happy that we are moving forward in this process.