Relocation, again

The grueling weeks of packing up stuff you wish you never had, or suddenly found and were glad you had; the scrubbing, the shining, the whole staging has passed.  For us, in order to save a grand, the final week of sleeping on the floor slumber party style has passed.  The aggravation of having left the pillowcases and bed sheets on the washing machine which the movers assumed they had to pack is no longer an issue.  And the bittersweet moments of good-bye dinners and conversations is now overshadowed by the adventure that lies ahead... relocation, again.