This is either my slacker mentality asserting itself, or the sudden awakening to a basic fact, but I realized tonight, after spending the whole day in constant motion, that I don't have to finish packing everything by tomorrow. I have all week to pick up whatever gets left behind. I just have to be sure that anything I'll need, plus anything that won't fit in my car, is ready when the trailer arrives at eight tomorrow morning.
Some things I'm leaving behind on purpose, at least for the week between moving and turning over the old place to the landlord. I'll be back every day to do whatever cleaning I can, so I'm not taking all my cleaning supplies.
Anything else that is overlooked can be retrieved during the week. There won't be much that falls into this category, because I've been so diligent about seeing that everything is ready to go. I'll leave the posters on the walls, and I'll have trash bags here to get ready for one last trip to the dumps next weekend. This retreat from the idea that everything had to be done at once came to me a little late in this process, but it's been a huge relief to me tonight. Out of such small things comes peace of mind.
Anyway, I've been more than a little obsessive about moving all the Stuff that would fit into my car during my one or two trips per day between locations. That's obvious from this picture of what will be my file and equipment room; everything to do with the office, other than the computer and peripherals, will be in here. And there is an equally impressive collection of Stuff in the middle bedroom. I've tried to leave space in both rooms for the furniture that we're delivering tomorrow, but I won't be sure I've done it right until everything's in place.