Oh yes, this week I am packing for a Saturday move.

Toby is helping, of course.

While I pack, I have the Semisonic “Closing Time” song in my head, but I’m making up new lyrics.

moving time,
pack up all the boxes
and stack them up in your house
moving time
time for Dad to rent a truck
and drive everything across town

I do like a line of the original lyrics, though: every new beginning comes from some other beginning’s end. Oh, the profundities of 90’s pop.