the week ahead

Not much to post except about moving. Boring, I know. I go to pick up the moving truck tomorrow morning at 9am, will be loading up the big stuff as I am able to in the morning/day time, and then deep cleaning the apartment as soon as everything is out. We'll be doing a walk through late tomorrow afternoon to ensure that it is clean/move-in ready and they can cut us a check for our deposit. My father-in-law will be here tomorrow evening to help Friday with the storage unit and things at his mother's house. Friday I also have to take my car in to have two tires put on. If I can't do it Friday b/c of the deposit thing, then I have to wait till Saturday. If I CAN, then we will be leaving at 4am Saturday morning for Phoenix. If I can NOT, then 4PM Saturday afternoon.

I've been pretty stressed this week that I think I've made myself sick. I've got stress headaches out the wazoo, and I'm more tired than usual. I'm blaming it on the move. It's the move. Totally the move. Is it sad that I have to convince myself?

That's about all I've got.