Runnin' on Empty

Upon our return from breakfast this morning, Lydia ran into the house and announced "It's empty! Mommy, it's empty!" Yep, the moving crew came for the last batch this morning. Now we are left with our 8 suitcases of goods and the clothes on our backs. Nellie no longer has a bed. Mommy and Daddy have a bed, but no blankets. Marcus has been demoted to a Pack n Play, Lydia is on a borrowed cot. We have no chairs, tables or the like. I am sitting on a window ledge typing this. It's an adequate seating solution for short periods, but leaves the butt numb after any significant period of time.

I think Lydia is ready to make the leap to America. After all, every time she turns around, more of her things disappear. Brandon and I, however, are still treading through the emotional discomfort of saying goodbye to our friends and a place we really grew to enjoy. It's much harder on the adults.

So, it's time to call it a night in preparation for the big day ahead... last hugs, last Prague walks, and last Coffee Heaven.