Well, the first boxes have been packed. I started with the books that aren't going to be read in the next couple months and now the shelf is almost empty. It will be a good reminder while we wait, for we don't know how long, but I will look and think of Oregon and it will feel closer.
Again I find myself in the same chair searching the web for our next house two thousand six hundred and thirty five miles away, hoping a new one is added each hour I refresh my search, again. I remember doing this just a few months ago not knowing, but things found their place and in a way I hadn't thought or controlled, so I think about that a lot.
Every day I'll do a little filling and removing, sorting and preparing, so that when the time comes we are ready to go.