The final countdown

It is now less than a week before I leave to go to London. At the moment, I am having a brief moment of respite before the day really gets going. While I think we are in generally good shape, there's still just a lot to do and get done before I go. Michelle has now put 2,450 songs on the new laptop, and there's still about 500 or so to go. As before, we are having to make some fairly difficult decisions about what is going to stay, and what is going to go. Of course, that doesn't even include the actual logistics of making sure that I know exactly where to go once I get there, making sure the bank account has a few pounds, and signing off on shipping orders, etc. Nonetheless, Dalton and Maggie's rooms look better than they have since we first moved in and there was nothing in there. The downstairs den only has a handful of boxes left to go through. The downstairs bedroom is about the same. I must admit that going through all this stuff has made me realize how much junk we keep. I mean, seriously - and then you still have to get permission to throw the junk away (throwing away by committee), which leads to conversations like this:

Me: "Do we need this?"
Mich: "What is it?"
Me: "A blank piece of paper with Maggie's name on it."
Mich: "Why is that in there?"
Me: "I don't know. What is it?"
Mich: "I don't know. Throw it away, I guess."

I think the implication is that one day we might have the epiphany that the piece of paper was the first piece of paper Maggie brought home from school or some such, and experience deep sadness and loss because we just threw it in the trash. Ah, well.