*Assuming of course you get more than twenty days (or so) notice that a new life beckons. In that case, start packing slowly, carefully, thoughtfully, (unrealistically), and then ramp up to full speed of chucking shit** into boxes hoping for the best while the movers hover in the hallway.
**Excuse my French.***
***Excuse my borrowed-British Francophobic expression.
Anyway, we are done. In every way imaginable. But I also mean the house is empty and sparklingly clean and waiting for its own next adventure.
|The peas did not get eaten.|
As are we.