I brought the last of the fabric from my old house today. With all the books and all the fabric and almost all the tools moved I can quit worrying too much about all the odds and ends that are left. I have to get it moved, but I'm not worried about it getting damaged.
I picked some daffodils while I was there. The early daffodils are over and some of the not-yellow ones are beginning to open. When they've finished blooming I have to move them. I will get it all finished, I know.