All the boxes are packed, and most of them are taped closed.
All our bags are packed for the road trip.
The movers are arriving tomorrow, but I don't know at what time.
Our stuff may be arriving in Arizona on Friday or Saturday.
My mom is a frickin' rock star, and has been an incredible help.
Sydney won't let me pack up her dinosaurs without her, so that will happen in the morning.
I'm so done talking about this move, but it's here now, and that's good.
I like the picture of the three flamingos because they're like a family walking away from someplace they don't like, just like my family and I, heading away from Houston tomorrow.