And the more I think about it, the more I believe I won't have time to move all my stuff out once next Monday rolls around, even though my parents aren't coming home for another dozen days or so.  I am busy most days next week, and there is a lot of stuff that, frankly, I think I'll be resigned to just chucking into bags and hauling off to my storage unit.  There's other chores to do, like taking the leaves to the composting site or my laundry, that need to be done as well, and those things, as well as moving back all of my stuff, need to be done on the days I have free.

Gosh, this is getting to be a more daunting task that I feared.  And I have to go sleep now because I'll be working 19 hours straight!