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defcon 1!!

Yes, my stress levels have finally reached defcon 1. Don't expect much from me today, as packing/moving/ever changing closing dates/money have got me so worked up today just might be the day I finally kill someone with my bare hands. My goal is to get the entire kitchen packed today. My sub-goal is to not harm any human beings while I do it. Really, all I want to do is curl up on the floor and weep. I apologize for letting the SOA blogging things get so behind schedule. I promise to fulfill all requests in a timely manner. Hopefully they have broadband at South Oaks.

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Eeep. Packing up the kitchen, even on an otherwise stress-free day, can be a harrowing experience. Best of luck.

Packing the kitchen is the definitely the hardest room. Once that's done, it's downhill from there.

I've canvassed the readership, and we voted unanimously for you to take the rest of the day off for personal business. Pack the PC.

Don't use your hands! You could break a nail. Use a bludgeoning instrument. The shorter the bat, the more personal it is.

Michele,

It took my wife and I weeks to finally get to close on ours house. We lived among packed boxes at the old house during that time. Then, it took me almost two weeks to move everything to the new house, where, once I had finished, we lived among packed boxes for another couple of weeks.

Moving is a pain in the ass. Buying a house is a pain in the ass. Both put together is well, a pain in the ass.

But, there will be one moment, one day maybe when you get home from work, where, despite not necessarily having everything in order, you will walk in the door and feel this overwhelming bliss come over you. You'll look around thinking Man, this is my home. suddenly, all of that hard work and effort and stress will be a thing of the past. And from that day on, you will count the minutes til your return every time you leave.

I feel your pain. or at least I did in December. We had a date to close on our house and a final closing cost in late November. By the time it was done, only by begging were we able to close on the house the SAME DAY (not long before as planned) we had to be out of the apartment. They actually wanted to postpone it for a week after. Closing costs ended up being $2500 more than estimate.

Remember: When the stress starts getting to be too much, take a deep breath, relax, then kill something.

If it helps, look at it this way: What you've got right now is real, personal, ground-level stress that you can DO something constructive about. It's hell while you're in it, but I've found it's a much better kind of stress to have than stressing over big abstract things that aren't right in front of you, like Iraq or an election or in my recent case, an out-of-town aunt's terminal illness. You do as much as you can for those kinds of issues, but have no control over them. Packing is a stress you can dig in, get through and be DONE with, unlike the others.

Don't mind about us. We'll tawk amongst ourselves. (which should give you an idea of how long it's been since I've cared about SNL...)

I may be wrong (hell, my much-better-half say I usually am), but I get the impression we'll be able to muddle through without you whilest you tend to your most-improtatnt tasks.

I am not quite sure how, but more than a few of us managed to get through the day before finding your blog. And I am sure we'll be able to carry a day or two at a time without your input.

So if you're sure to check in by the weekend, I think the greater number of us will still be breathing.

Whatever you do, don't forget to take care of yoU!

I may be wrong (hell, my much-better-half say I usually am), but I get the impression we'll be able to muddle through without you whilest you tend to your most-improtatnt tasks.

I am not quite sure how, but more than a few of us managed to get through the day before finding your blog. And I am sure we'll be able to carry a day or two at a time without your input.

So if you're sure to check in by the weekend, I think the greater number of us will still be breathing.

Whatever you do, don't forget to take care of yoU!

crap... double entry AGAIN!!

I feel your pain. My husband and I are facing a trans-Atlantic move in 3 weeks, from Scotland to Canada, and it seems like we'll never get the details settled. Hang in there!

This is the reason why I bought the house I rented. The horror of moving. Just say the word, and a bottle of your favorite alcoholic beverage will be on the way.

Elizabeth
Imperial Keeper