T minus seven days

I woke up a couple of days ago in a new house. Or, at least it seems like a new house. With only a week until blast-off, we have been franticly sorting, packing, and storing pieces of our home so that we can leave. Heather's father and his truck helped us move all of the big stuff to a storage unit, and we are now trying to find a place for the rest of our stuff. It is in these times that one realizes how much junk one accumulates.
Four of the six rooms in our house are completely devoid of furniture. We have moved the bed to our storage unit, and so we are now sleeping on the futon that doubles as a couch during the day. Today, we got some help from family and packed the kitchen (luckily, we have meals scheduled with friends every night up until the day we leave, so we don't actually have to cook here).
In the meantime, we are trying to get the four suitcases allotted to us by the airlines under 50 lbs each so that we can avoid paying extra fees. This is proving to be a challenge and we will most likely be carrying a fifth suitcase, along with VERY large carry-ons.
With all of this going on, we are very much looking forward to boarding that plane next Monday morning, with all of this behind us, ready to start again anew.