This day marks a very special time: starting today, I can now say that every single day of the following week is the last of its kind in my apartment. For example, today is the last Saturday I will ever spend as a renter in this apartment. I think it has a nice ring to it.

Having a three-day weekend just before moving day isn't half bad either. I have spent the morning packing and cleaning, and I'm really almost done. I have all my clothes to pack, and that's really about it. I will probably have some time to goof off this weekend. Probably? Hell, I'm goofing off right now.

The final walk through is Thursday an hour before the closing. Moving day is Friday. By Sunday I imagine I'll have calmed down enough to think/talk/blog about something else... maybe.