I was drinking coffee this morning, waiting for the OFKAR to wake up, and watching the two ginger cats that live in the apartment across the street playing together on the window sill. There's a lot of foot traffic on the street, and as two men walked by on their way to work, one of them spotted the cats, pointed them out to his friend, and then, in a move that utterly melted my heart, waved at the cats.
Here I thought I was the only person who ever waved at cats.
A few hours later, I stood gazing in satisfaction at an empty and immaculate residence room, one that was completely unrecognisable from the rather terrifying sight that had greeted me the day before.
We did it. We got the OFKAR packed and moved out of residence in the time alloted. And it looks as though everything that we are schlepping back to Calgary will fit into the four suitcases and three carry-ons that we have available. Tonight we redistributed all the books amongst the suitcases, in the hopes of avoiding paying an overweight baggage charge. Tomorrow we will find out how good we are at guesimating what a 50 lb bag feels like.