Today, I take more of my furniture to Kid Sis #3 for her to sell (I'm really looking forward to getting the money, too - been a long time since I've made money and this move and all it entails is really making me dip into my do-not-touch savings).
My living room is just a shell of a place with barely anything in it besides the rest of the items to be packed and the rest of the items to be sold/lent out.
The only things left after I give my sister various items are the things I will take on the plane with me and the television I will ship tomorrow.
It really is real. It is official.
I changed my address with the post office, mailed some items to my new location.
I'm moving and leaving the town I have spent all but my college years in.