When I woke up this morning I had a vision of me being finished packing the car and moving on out of here by the end of the day. (Originally the plan was to start the car and drive east this morning, but I changed my plans yesterday after realizing I’d never make it……) Now I know that I’ll never leave this place tomorrow morning neither, but maybe by noon 
Moving is slow work, or, it might be me being slow…..
Anyhow it’s been another sunny, shining day. A bit cold, with frost on the ground in the morning. Now I’m glad for my winter tire, and not worried if mr. winter decides to show his face. We have said our goodbyes to a few other people and are now, soon, on our way to our new home. My sister in law has showed me a few shots from the place and I’m eager to get there as soon as possible. If only I’m able to get everything in order here first! Blah!
My friends are nice though, letting me and MT stay here one day after another, helping me with the move and cleaning and making MT feel at home and putting a smile on his face 
Now I’m going down and collect my ice cream from the freezer. I’m throwing in the towel; this day is over, almost!
He’s even practicing his bike riding skills;
or was until I put the bike in our wan.
Such a big boy!
Yes, moving is torturous work and I’m glad you have good friends to help you out! Though I want to move so bad, I don’t envy you and all the work - but great reward when you’re done!