This weekend is the big move. We are packing up Greg’s bed and some of our furniture to take to Ohio. His apartment is rented. On Sunday he boxed up his dishes and put everything together in the garage. I just need to fold all his clothes and put them into boxes. There aren’t too many so it shouldn’t take long. It feels like when Stacy moved to North Carolina. I have that pit in my stomach just like I did on their first day of kindergarten.