Instead I will tell you all that I feel like I'm about to have a panic attack. Everyone seems to be so casual about the entire moving thing and I'm a boiling kettle of nerves. I can't sleep, I'm not eating well, and I most definitely am not functioning at a healthy level of productivity.
So, I'm going to vent to you, my dear readers about all the things I need to do in the next 6 days. No need to tell me to hang in there... I know... but you can feel free to tell me funny stories of stressful situations you've been in. :)
Okay, here's my list
-Get the kids medical records from the ornery lady at the doctors office who told me she filed the requests for at least a month ago.
-Write a 15 minute talk about motherhood when I'm, right now, feeling like the most terrible mother in the world. (Only heightened by the Mischievite casually stating that I was 'always mean' this morning.)
-Find babysitter's for three seperate nights this week so I can attend the 'Hooding' rehearsal dinner, Hooding, and graduation.
-Pack the house of which I am very, very, very much not finished with.
-Clean the house for family and friends coming to visit (on top of a half packed house).
-Prep myself for Ralexwin being gone during the last weekend we are in South Dakota. Which really means pack said house and give said talk while single momming it. But who am I kidding, he's not around right now anyway.
-Coordinate two dinner 'parties' at the half packed house. (least of my worries).
-Prepare myself for my 11 month seperation from Ralexwin which begins 2 weeks from yesterday.
-Wash all of the laundry in the house.
-Do all the dishes in the house.
Okay... seriously that list just made me almost cry. I can't even handle writing it all down.
Seriously... I'm on the verge of a panic attack.