This is getting serious

I've packed my German flag.

Art is packed

Of course, now the muse beats me over the head.

My closet is rather empty. Tomorrow I attack what little is left under my bed after sucking all of the art out from underneath it. Chris helped me pack a bit and carry my mass of art out to the front room (which is now a mountain of boxes and might just require a harness and rope to scale).

My walls are pretty much bare save for a few scarce things and, yeah. Not much else going on, but packing. So much packing.