Not surprisingly there was no knitting, crochet, beading, cross-stitch or cooking last night (scrambled eggs don't count as cooking). There were a few panicked moments of acquiring more boxes, followed by filling those boxes. At this point, everything that doesn't have a home will probably get pitched. The last thing is the refrigerator, which will happen as soon as I've eaten something. We have a cooler and two frozen ice cream canisters, so I'm not worried about keeping our food cold. I just don't know how long we can store it that way.
Hopefully yesterday's panic will melt away into a happy and productive day with house closings, priming, painting and unpacking in the future. I'd love to say that everything will be unpacked by the end of the weekend, but that is probably a pipe dream. As long as I manage to get to the post office on Monday to mail the potholders, get some sleep, and a little bit of craft time I probably won't go bonkers.
Probably.
