22 days!

On my iGoogle homepage (love it!), I have 2 countdowns. One counts down to the day that Ryan and I have to be out of our apartment and the other counts down the days until our 2nd cruise with my sister, Mike and Ryan's parents. In 1 hour, the countdown will tell me that there are only TWENTY-TWO days until move-out date and 85 days until cruising time. Now, normally this would be a post about how I don't know where I"m moving too so I'm really worried about not having a place to live, blah, blah, blah...In the past week, somehow I have come to peace with the idea that we don't know where we'll be in a month. How this was accomplished, I have no idea, but I'm enjoying the break from the constant worry.

Today, in light of having helped move my sister out of her apartment yesterday, I am more concerned with how we have to pack 3 bedrooms, 3 bathrooms, a living room and a kitchen into neat little, move-able boxes. Oy! Not only that, wherever we end up, the place will definitely be much smaller (i.e. 2 bedrooms or less). So, we're cleaning out the closets of clothes we don't wear, don't like or don't fit into. We're dumping dishes that are not whole and trinkets that are useless. All of the cleaning out has thus far lead us to several bags to salvation army and several more to the dumpster and, still, it looks like we are very much settled into this apartment. Ryan has been working for days on cleaning up his crafting area and I have been packing up all the little things and scrubbing and cleaning what can be cleaned. It's a big project and I'm curious to see how the final days of moving pan out.

We didn't do anything special for Fourth of July celebrating. Not to say that I don't appreciate what the holiday represents, but we all celebrate in our own ways. I spent the morning helping my dad and sister clean out some of her apartment. Then we (+ Ryan) all had lunch at Olive Garden. Afterward, Ryan and I spent the rest of the afternoon at home. It was a perfect day to be honest. I read on the futon will Ryan packed up his Warhammer loot. We cooked dinner together and went to bed happy. I couldn't have asked for a better start to a 3 day weekend.