I hate moving. Today Angie came over with some amazing coffees and we set about to packing my house. We thought we lost the cat for like, two hours, and then we found her, and I felt better and Angie could finally leave with a clear conscious (in the meantime, she packed most of my kitchen!). My dad and Patrick and Ian and Jason and Caitlin all came over to help, and I am very glad they did. The entire process was entirely overwhelming for just emotional reasons, and I couldn't have done it without their help.
This is going to get harder.
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