1. River is colicky and currently does not nap during the day. Like, ever, at all. So my primary time to pack boxes has been between 10pm when he finally falls asleep and 2am when he wakes up hungry and angry again. This is...not relaxing.
2. Due to said colic, the only things that calm River down temporarily are Death Cab albums and my boobs. So at least he's consistently sticking to the theme of Things That Were Perkier in 2005.
3. Despite the above, both boys have clean hair and trimmed fingernails. These are my personal benchmarks for Keeping Shit Reasonably Together. Housework has been temporarily excluded as an indicator of shit-togetherness, obviously.
4. I've reached the Eff It stage of packing wherein any stray object/article of clothing/etc. I see either gets shoved in a box or tossed in the trash. This is working out great in terms of culling our accumulation of random stuff, but between sleep deprivation and general over-it-ness I'm slightly afraid I might throw away something important in a fit of moving rage. Like passports, or car keys, or the dog.
5. My Happy Place amidst the disorder and chaos has been the Home Decor category on Pinterest, but if I see one more thing covered in a gray chevron print or made out of a reclaimed wood pallet I might slip slowly into madness. If anyone wants to see me institutionalized, just line a reclaimed pallet bookshelf with chevron scrapbook paper. Fill it with Mod-Podged photo canvases and I might never rejoin society.
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6. The bottle opener and corkscrew were really stupid things to pack first.
Also, I've done a fairly half-assed job of labeling boxes, so unpacking is going to be like Wheel of Fortune!
The main things left to pack are the toys, which will have to be a Stealth Mission during Remy's naptime because YOU try explaining to a two-year-old why you're sealing his Elmo guitar inside a cardboard box and not letting him play with either. And then all we have to do is load everything unload everything unpack everything have internet and phones installed coordinate deliveries and put together Ikea furniture! And then in two years I can sleep again! Wheeee!
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