The dishes and the toys are packed. After 14 hours of packing, we're nearly done. The last step is to disconnect the computer and pack a bag for the next few days. We're moving tomorrow. 

As I'm typing, I'm looking over at the little lines on the office wall that have marked the kids' growth since we've been in the house. I suppose leaving those lines should make me a bit misty, but I'm too tired to care. I just want to get on the other side of this mess. 

To complicate matters, a rather huge hurricane is headed to the Northeast. It will hit us Sunday morning. We'll be avoiding the fumes created by the floor dude and hiding out in the Woodcliff Lakes Hilton. Most of our boxes of stuff were designated for the basement of the new house. The current owners told us that the basement is always dry, but there are no guarantees for hurricanes. 

I'm not really sure when I'll get back to business here. I'm rather desperate to return to normal life, but I think I'm another week away. 

If I can't steal away for some iPad blogging or tweeting next week, then I will see you on September 6th. Be safe, my East coast friends.