Wait...is that...could it be...a light at the end of the tunnel?

Why, I believe it is. The crappy little apartment is looking more and more empty. Everything is down off the walls, and we're living amongst boxes, dodging and weaving our way around the cardboard menace.

The only thing that is left to "pack" is the remains of the kitchen and my oh-so-important video game systems. And then we can kick back and relax until it rains on Friday and Saturday, and we try to move in it. Huzzah.