The For Sale sign went up last week. I do love my house and I am sad to leave it. I will miss Washington State and the PNW.
I've done a terrible job labeling boxes. When I finally unpack some time this summer or early fall, it will be like christmas, opening up the boxes to see what's inside.
I don't have a lot of kitchen boxes at all. I've packed my baking stuff and mugs, but I'm leaving nearly all the pots, pans, utensils and plates behind. Maybe as I get closer to leaving, I'll see if there is anything Brian doesn't want. He's not been dealing well with my packing, and he has gotten mad that he comes into a room to see it stripped and packed. But I can't wait for him to decide he's able to cope w/ splitting things up. I know what things are 'mine' and what are 'his', and I'm honest enough to divide the stuff fairly. The stuff stacked on the chair is to go to Goodwill.
Still have my room, the family room and my craft closet left to pack-n-purge.