I’m sitting in the office in our condo in Reston, listening to the 3 guys from Armstrong Relocation packing up everything we own.  That beats us packing it all, no doubt, but there’s something strange and hard and surreal about it. They’ll be here all day today, and again tomorrow from roughly 8-2.

Friday, they’ll load everything into a truck, and drive it to Decatur, arriving Tuesday of next week. Maybe Wednesday, the move coordinator told Jill yesterday.

Things I Won’t Miss

  • Bringing groceries home across the parking lot, through the complex, and up 4 flights of stairs
  • The next-door neighbors’ construction project
  • Getting home late and having to park some random, far-away location that I have trouble remembering in the morning when I have to leave for work

Things I Will Miss

  • Chinese food from MaMa Wok, especially the 3-Cup Chicken
  • Running into Brandi and Parveer at MaMa Wok, while they have 3-Cup Chicken
  • Our balcony up in the trees, especially on a warm spring evening
  • My friends, my friends, my friends, my friends, my friends, my friends