If you write it, he will come...

So I was completely kidding about Clint and Billy doing all the work while I was at Lemongrass, but apparently we exposed Billy to just the right amount of chemicals the other day because for some reason he decided today that we're moving tonight. I have no idea why, because this will only serve to make our lives even more chaotic for the next few days, but getting this started makes me ecstatic. I think I might have just now realized we bought a house and we’re moving.