Last bath in Urbana.
Final book time.
One last swing on the front porch.
It's moving day and I've got nowhere to play. There's stuff everywhere.
I know this is home because my sticker is on my door.
Moving day was LONG and stressful as we had to move not only our stuff, but Kandy's - and when I say "we" I really mean Wes and some very good family members and friends as I mainly dealt with our stuff. I was also very lucky to have Jill and Maya there to help wrangle Finn and keep an eye on him while I dealt with moving issues.
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