achilles and the tortoise

tomorrow (today now, actually) is our last full day in new port richey. early wednesday morning we'll pick up the moving truck and load it (and andy's dad's truck, and andy's car) with our boxes and furniture and cats and selves and head out.

i am stressed out about every aspect of moving- the chaos of our current apartment, the transport (and possible destruction) of all of my possessions, the fact that i am going to be driving andy's car to orlando alone, getting everything up the incredibly narrow staircase at our new place, and of course, figuring out how the hell everything is going to fit in an apartment that is half the size of our current place. andy is much less stressed than i am, but that's his nature.

i hope these next few days go by quickly and easily.