The last night

Well, whatever isn't done now won't get done.  Our suitcases are packed, the stuff we couldn't fit in is put away.  Everything's looking pretty bare now with nearly all our belongings packed away either in the lockup or in the caravan.  The fridge is cleaned out, the bathroom's been cleaned, the pantry is empty, the grass has been mowed, the weeds sprayed, the washing's right up to date and.... our boarding passes are printed.

We've had our leftovers for dinner, fielded some farewell phonecalls and text messages (thanks so much everyone), and spent a lovely couple of hours with our favourite neighbours from the old place.  J & J we'll miss you guys.  Thanks for coming over on our last night.

It's amazing how calm we are tonight.  I thought we'd be pretty stressed.  I'm not even fussed that I've not completed everything on my list.  It really is the most surreal feeling to think that something we've dreamed about and talked about for so long is now right on our doorstep.  We're about to go and live the dream!