The new happening place to be at the old house: a giant rubbermaid full of blankets.
All said and done, we've made a good amount of progress on the moving front. Or, I have. All of my stuff except for a few loads of laundry, the clothes I need for work, a book, a knitting project, and my bathroom stuff is there. I've also moved everything but my sewing machine, television, and a few sets of clothes out of my dad's house. The impressive part is that pretty much all of it is unpacked and ready to go. All that's left is clearing out this house and emptying my storage unit.
Matt, on the other hand, will probably be fishing things out of boxes for weeks, if not months. The same likely applies to his friends.