Infiltrate the walls that are caving in

I have truly arrived at the point of tossing shit into boxes.

All my boxes tonight are labeled "misc" in my box content spreadsheet, with loving detail about what constitutes misc for that particular incarnation.

I did manage to find a hidden corner: in my early frenzy to pack winter stuff, I had completely forgotten to pack my winter coats, which were still lurking in one of the upstairs bedroom closets.

I still have some Freecycling to do, and I still need to clean off and extricate the drafting table from its spot in the basement, and I still need to put all the thawed-out blue ice into one of the coolers and decide if I want a cooler in the car to hold bottled water.

I still need to sort out and pack my clothes.  I also need to let go of having a printer and just pack the damned thing already.

But I'm feeling pretty good about it all.

10 days to Portland ...