What day is it?

I'm convinced that Paul or Nate are deleting my tasks off the shared list at this point. Or, maybe we're just really really good at accomplishing house things? It looks like the long, hot, sweaty days of 25,000+ steps may have finally paid off. We are moving through things quickly and on our final day of cleaning/packing/moving. I think it's Saturday? Wait, according to our plan were supposed to half way to Florida by Saturday... It's fine, it's fine. [insert nervous laugh] Everything is fine.

Revised plan: Get on the road as soon as possible Saturday. Yes, that's today. Okay, back to it. It's time to mop my way out of the house -- no more feet in the house until the photographer comes! Mopping and crying is a thing, right? Seems like an efficient way to wipe up the tears shed as I think to myself of all the amazing memories this house holds for us. I will miss you house, but it's time to pack up the pups and move on to our new adventure.

Final checklist item... DONE. We are done... (with this major life decision). Remember how we don't choose the easy route? We still have that second life decision hanging in the balance. We are a day behind schedule, but the excitement we have for this new chapter will surely give us the extra energy we need to make the 12 hour journey, in 24 hours or less. Jump in honey, we're moving this tenement on wheels to Florida!

Actual photo of the Ubers walking away from the house. ;)