We both know how to pack, and pack quickly. He knows how to move and has mover friend/coworkers to help.
The thing is, at 33 week and 5 days preggo I am definitely not able to live up to my packing/moving abilities. Where as I am accustomed to packing a house in a day, I haven't been able to find the energy to pack my 2 bedroom apartment in over a week. Tomorrow is the official move day, and there's still a LOT to pack.
My husband is a saint and has already gotten the truck and loaded all of the storage and some of the furniture and boxes at the house. I'm sure when I get home I'll find that he's packed up the majority of the rest of the items that were lingering.
I feel useless. I'm not packing like I should, I can't actually help move anything, and even cleaning later I won't be able to really do since I can't crawl around and scrub floors or be around chemical cleaners for extended periods of time.
So after moving all our stuff he'll be cleaning, and I'll be unpacking.
Which, I'm pretty excited about the unpacking. Most of my stuff was in storage and I can't wait to get it all out and gaze at it again. Especially my kitchenware. Boy have I missed my kitchen goods.
Not only that, but this means I get to start getting the nursery ready!! THANK GOD!! The hubby will, again, bare the brunt of that work by painting the room while I stay away from the fumes. And of course I have plans for a focal wall with pretty stripes down it. He's not excited, but I am. Extremely.
This is my vision: