Thus far this morning we've made a run to REI and Outdoors and More, Richard is on his way to Value Village and the storage unit, and I'm drafting the shopping list for the drug store (pepto bismol, anyone?) We're hoping the temps stay above freezing for a little while longer, but I'm looking out the window and noticing that the wind is picking up. The arctic freeze is on its way.
Meanwhile, the house looks like a bomb exploded in it. Why does packing everything up involve first strewing it all over the place?
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