Four on the floor. Or five, really, counting Olive.

We gave away our couch and chair to Out of the Closet today. That made a lot more sense before I realized we still had another two days to live in the house. We’re sitting on the floor, watching the Olympics. This is another one of those “sink pasta” moments that will be incredibly romantic years from now, I’m sure.

The house is mostly packed. But by that I mean we still have all of the kitchen and most of our clothes and an alarming part of the garage to go. Continue reading