It's our last night in the Westminster house. In the house are an air mattress, a cable modem, two laptops, and three cats. And us, of course. But that's pretty much it.

We are exhausted to the point of having the world spin if we move our heads too quickly. But the bulk of the stress is over; our stuff is in a storage unit in Oxnard (it took two days and two trips with the mover boys, but by damn, it's done) and we just have a few errands to run tomorrow before we can head north.

We'll be on the road to Colorado starting Saturday, and will return on Labor Day Monday. The next day we'll sign paperwork, and then we'll leave a day or two after that for Styxfest in Oregon. We'll return from there on the 13th, and on the 14th we pick up the keys to the new house (voting on the name to come).

We sent out a massive e-mail with our new address and such; if you didn't receive it, e-mail me privately and I'll update you. (A few e-mail addresses did bounce.)

I'm off to collapse now. 'Night!