Andre and I cut out early from the job site last week and drove home to Ottawa on Wednesday evening to spend Thursday finishing the house packing as moving day was Friday. It took about four hours for the movers to pack the van and whisk everything off to storage. It's weird leaving a place you have lived for nineteen years, but as both of the guys are out on their own, we really didn't have an emotional attachment to the building. The hardest part of the move, which we had put off until the last moment was deciding what to do with our clothing. What to pack and bring with us for the seasonal transition and what to send to storage. In the end, we probably have brought all the wrong stuff, but it's not worth losing any sleep over.
