And then there was one (week)

One week left....
One week left....
Oh my effin' gosh, I have one week left!!

I'm ready. I think I'm ready. Wait... am I ready for this?

I haven't done a single thing to the house besides take letters from M's room off his walls and I did laundry today, but all I did was wash dirty clothes, throw them into the dryer and then fold them and put them away. Okay, so that's a lie, I didn't fold them -- hubby did. But still, the point is, I, errr, we haven't done a single thing to prepare for this move. Zip Zilch Zero!

I don't know what we're waiting for. Movers, perhaps. Ugh...

I'm not even freaking out yet. Honestly <<<< this right here is not freaking out. I'm preparing myself for the moment when I do. I think when that kicks in, everyone better be outta my way because I am going to seriously freak.out.

Everything has a way of working out. It'll be fine. We'll be fine. The house will magically pack itself. That little elf on the shelf will call his little elf friends to come by and do the work. Piece of cake! We've got this!

On a different note....
It's starting to sink in that I'm leaving some amazing ladies. I'm going to miss so many people and their adorable little kids. It's sad to think that I'll miss upcoming birthdays and milestones. Thank goodness for the social network to keep us all together even when distance separates us.

Ahhh... too much is going on in this head of mine. Pray for me.