This has been the summer of the move. We've been getting the house ready to sell, dealing with prospective buyers and agents and, now, packing to move.

Not very relaxing.

The big move takes place this weekend, and I'm so frazzled I'm talking crazy.

On my way out the door this morning, I warned everyone to expect yet another invasion. The new owners, or a representative, will be coming over to measure for new carpet.

"You don't have to be nice," I said. "Just be polite."

I'll let the kids figure out what I meant. I'm not sure I know.