Hokay. So, we're in the middle of packing up the stuff, and the moving van is due here on Thursday afternoon. Here's what it comes down to: we're nowhere near ready. Perhaps a third of our stuff is in boxes, and the rest is scattered about the house between the boxes, hiding as though it doesn't want to be found and moved. We already know that the moving van is going to take some of the big stuff and we're on the hook for the rest, but it's not going to be easy.
We've got some big stuff we need to find a home for. I'm talking big. A huge antique sideboard. A very new microwave that could fit a large turkey. A kitchen island on wheels. Hell, if someone could figure out how to haul away the shed, they could have it. There's also tons and tons of little stuff. Office supplies, pewter figurines, paperback books (which may already be winging their way to a laudromat).