I'm going to be sad

In less than 48 hours from now, our friends who live around the corner (you know, B's best bud Clay and his family) will be closing on their new house. They'll start moving their stuff on Saturday and DH has offered to help them. They are taking their ceiling fans with them, and Clay's dad may need some help removing and moving them, which is where DH's help may be needed. Yes, they're only moving a few minutes away, but now B is losing her (current) favorite playmate. I'm not looking forward to her reaction this weekend. Ugh.