Yesterday, while John was at work, I went through all the boxes and organized every last thing. Everything has a place now. We had 3 boxes of kitchen supplies down to one small box, got rid of most of my books, and had one huge box of bathroom stuff down to just a small milk crate and a carrying case. After John came home last night, I had him go through some of his boxes of stuff. Then, we started to move everything into the van. First, we moved the large Tupperware box, that had all my art, sewing, mystic, and music supplies, into the van at the center of the bed so that we could use it as a table since it has a flat top. Next, went the box of books, the box full of board games, the box full of movies, and the 2 milk crates. After we finished all of that, it was about 3:30am so we made the bed and we were going to go to sleep but decided to go to McDonald's because we were starving. So after going to McDonald's, we sat in the van, talked and ate. When we finally laid down it was so wonderfully comfortable, and for some odd reason the bed seemed bigger in the van than it did in the apt, not just by looks but we had so much more elbow room. I have to say that when we were officially in the van (after going to McDonald's & ready to settle in for the night), the van felt like home, like we were meant to be there. It was comfortable, peaceful, and serene. We slept very well in the van much better than we had in the apt. Now having that said, when we woke up this morning at 8:30, it was so hot that John was soaked with sweat. Now we were sleeping in a parking lot outside of our apt. We didn't want any attention drawn to us so we kept the doors and windows closed. Except we cracked the pop open window and the sliding window half way to let a little airflow through. We are going to have to work on the insulation and coating the roof of the van, and just plain making it cooler during the day. Since we do have animals, it is imperative that we always have the van below 85 degrees and always with a good airflow (don't want to die from carbonation poisoning). Well that was our first night in the van. He is at work now and I am at the apt. All that is left is the animals stuff [kitty litter box, kennel, and the bag of there stuff (that includes their blankets and toys)], all the clothes (which he has to go through his and I have the last in the washer), the small box of kitchen stuff, and some odds and ends. When all those things are inside the van (as well as the animals of course) and put where they will not fall or be in the way, we will leave this life forever.