Moving Sucks

We are three days into serious packing and I have to say that moving sucks. Today Ian goes to Layale and Brian's to spend the day so that we can pack his room. Yesterday when we had tried to put some of his books into a box he got very upset until we took them out. So rather than go through that all day we thought it best to remove him from the house while we box up his room. I can't believe it is almost time to drive to our new home. Tomorrow we pack the truck and Saturday morning we drive. Wow. I am starting to get worried about finding daycare and all those things. And I think I got everything set up... but I keep going over the list: forward mail, change utilities, change address with school, magazine subscriptions, doctors records, etc, etc... Ian has a rash around his mouth that developed when he was sick and hasn't really gone away the doctor has looked at it and gave us cream but that was two weeks ago and it hasn't cleared, we won't have insurance for a month... should I call them today? This is just a small sample of the anxiety talk in my head. I think it is a miracle that I sleep at all. Actually I'm doing pretty good. I was in bed at 10 and up at 6:30 with an hour in between spent with Ian. Nothing to complain about - and Ian is back to only waking once a night. I'm sure that will change when we take down his crib today and he'll take some time to adjust in Chicago but it's all temporary and very easy to do when both of us aren't working.

Ramble ramble... coffee is good this morning. I am grateful that most of the packing is done. Just have to do Ian's room today and take shelves down. It has been kinda nice to have both of us home so one of us can keep Ian out of trouble (!) while the other packs. I just hope tomorrow the rain holds off until after the pack.

This is probably the last post from Ann Arbor. See you in Oak Park!