Moving to Alexandria...

Moving to Alexandria and the current house is a complete, unmitigated wreck. The ideal is that we would box things up and it would be orderly and neat but everything's a mess. Andrew's office is packed but the crawl space behind his office isn't and it's a jumble we have to sort through. The boxes downstairs are in my way and it's a hassle moving around them to clean dishes or do laundry and it's become a clothes graveyard, things strewn haphazardly. I care but I don't care. I don't like it but I also don't want to deal with it. Neither does Andrew so we agree to disagree, since neither one wants to deal with the mess. Gino wanted G to stay over last night [my off week] and I had to say no as G's room has his closet contents waiting on the bed, waiting to be transported to the new house. There is no space for anything...as we wait, wait, wait to move to the new house. I hate moving.