So long...and not soon enough

So I try to be a patient and understanding person. That is until someone decides after 10pm that they need to have their stereo turned up so loud that my walls are shaking. And even then, I'll be nice and polietly request it to be turned down. However, after 2 weeks, and asking 4 times...something's gotta give.

So, with that, moving, which is something I would usually dread, is something that I really can't wait for. The new place is so much closer to work, in a much nicer neighborhood and is even a little bigger. The wood floors will take some getting used to for the BullHound I'm sure, but I think he'll be happy that I can go home over lunch and take him for a nice walk now and then.

I'm so excited to move, that I'm even excited about packing. But being the office supply nut that I am, who wouldn't be excited with tape printed for each room, color coded none the less. I'm even organizing the boxes for each room in a logical order for the movers to load into the truck, and back out so that we can be as efficient as possible (hey...I'm paying them, anything I can do to save time means I'm saving money too, right?).

So a week from tomorrow I get the keys and a week from Friday, I'll be all moved in to the new place, and it can't come soon enough.