I woke up at 3:30am, unable to sleep. I tossed and turned before giving up and getting up at 5 to organize the kitchen until the sun came up. Then I went to our apartment to pack things up. I knew I had a trip or two left, but I completely underestimated how much I had to do. I spent three hours there before my first trip to the house! Fortunately, my friend was sleeping in, and we got to enjoy a delicious lunch of rutabaga noodles with freezer turkey meatballs, somehow doing an okay job of this no refrigerator thing. I made another trip to the house, and then we went to a wedding?! (This is another weird moving theme in my life, somehow.) Which was beautiful and so fun.