Anyway, the truck has been acquired.
Several superheroes (joemorf, thelastmehina, nephandi ) have volunteered to fight crime and help out. Food and beverage will be provided to them.
Mostly I am packed. Tomorrow I will finish packing. I am totally in mental checklist mode - like, figuring out the finest possible permutations of what is needed, when I will do what and how I will acquire it, and which order things should be done in. I am so much in checklist mode, that it's hard to pay attention to much else, except a vague hungering to see a certain someone soon.
I imagine the move itself, barring any scissors-related-incidents, will actually be smooth and easy, particularly as I intent to have two carloads of things (clothing and computer equipment, plus anything of a personal and embarassing nature) over at the house tomorrow, and already squared away.
I am now just obsessing over details, which is a way of dragging my feet about getting real work done. Seriously delicious food and beverage will be served to those who help, by the way. Sunday, House of Flying Scissors, noon.