I've just spent most of the last seven hours clearing out stuff in my MILs house. I am exhausted, and we're not done. The packers come tomorrow. So whatever isn't done today, it will be too late.
I'm taking a short break while the kids watch their 3rd hour of television (well, they're just starting it, and dinner is in a few minutes).
Did I mention I was exhausted?
There is a lifetime accumulation in this house. We are moving her to a (rather large) apartment in Colorado - independent living, and all that, but there is so much stuff she'll never use and never remember (and it costs a lot to ship).
Tomorrow I may totally let T take care of the packing/loading supervision, and do something fun for myself. Or maybe I'll go in the pool with E. Or something.