So DH is gone now. I dropped him off at Dulles tonight, waited in line with him while he checked in (over an hour!), said goodbye at the security line, and drove home by way of White's Ferry. All in all, it was pretty emotional, but I toughed it out. And the drive home really helped - that route takes me through some really nice farm and countryside, and it was a nice, relaxing trip.
There's no shortage of tasks ahead of me. Pack-up is Tuesday morning; I have to have everything sorted out that I want to ship to England and ready to move before then. Sincerely daunting task, considering that we spent the last three days prepping DH's suitcases and were still throwing random stuff into them at the last minute.
I've got the kitties and I'm sure that we'll all get by okay. I do look forward to having a countdown both for my first trip to England to visit Ray as well as my final move date. Uncertainty is not my friend.
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