Moving = done.

Not too much of a hassle. Mostly just the damn stairs. My OCD didn't kick in enough for me to count them though. hehehe

The idiot building owners saw it fit to NOT get an additional dumpster for the remodeling they were doing in the front 3bdrm unit, so we were forced to put all the trash from cleaning Sheila's place next to the mini-everyday-use-dumpster. That was sort of shitty, but hell, we're not going back there. hehe

Our place is at near critical mass with the amount of boxes we have packed in there. The migration to the storage unit will happen shortly. We both have to go through our stuff and see what's worth keeping. I'm going to be tossing a bunch of shit out as well as ebaying the worthless junk I inherited from the Base.