Moving to Winnipeg, D - 153 ± 29: I found someone to remove the massive amounts of soil I've hauled up to my balcony in the last four years. They're coming at 5. So I had to uproot all my favourite perennials (lilies, peonies, windflowers, rose) and hope that I can keep at least the J.P. Connell alive until we reach Winnipeg. And the dog is horrified by the mess I've made of her lawn. Sigh... Well, the garden is the hardest thing to leave, so once it's gone there will be no check on my enthusiasm. Or something.