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So, our moving preparations are well on their way. Which is good, since we leave tomorrow morning. Eeep. Bright and early. But our room is mostly packed up, and Dylan is working away at packing up kitchen stuff. Unfortunately, I am quickly running out of stuff to do, and Dylan still has a lot left to do. But, soon it will only be a matter of shoving it all into a tiny trailer. Then taking it all out in Merritt and putting it in the size trailer that we actually ordered (grumble grumble stupid U-Haul). Oh, and making sure the Honda doesn't explode while we are in the middle of nowhere.

This is just me procrastinating. I'm going back to packing now.

Aren't I pretty?

In honour of my impending move with my dear buddy, I decided I needed a new look. You like? Don't worry Pauly, I don't think I'll be able to stomach the Pepto-Bismol pink long.

Things are slowly starting to come together in preparation for the big move. Maybe not as much as I'd like - there is some stuff that I don't really feel like I have a say in, which is somewhat frustrating. (I am all but positive that that isn't an actual sentence.) But I guess that comes with my decision not to be a lonely old maid whose only source of companionship is her cats.

Not much of an update I'm afraid. But, oooh, look:



My new neice, Emily Jane! She has a bit of Jaundice, hence the blue tinge and the rocking eye gear.



And see how big Rachel has gotten: