The Big Yellow Joint

I'm pretty sure that catchy title says it all. It's funny because we basically started moving out in March. I'd fill the back of the van and we'd race to Enumclaw to the storage unit which closed at 6:00. We'd get there about 5:50, race in, unload the stuff, go eat dinner and then go watch the 7:00 baseball game. So everything that was moved around that time was packed pretty neatly in its own separate box. Even yesterday things were packed pretty neatly. Today, however, MUCH different story. I'd write on one box "Alex Sam Robyn living room stuff" meaning stuff that I picked up off the living room floor and threw together in one box that happened to belong to three of the four of us who live here. Then I'd write "Alex mostly, some Sam bedroom". Anyway, HOPEFULLY we'll finish up tomorrow and I'll be able to relax and WORK all day Friday before we jet off to Disneyland on Saturday. I got an expedite transcript order today and I told my manager that I didn't think I could do it since I'm leaving Saturday morning. She emailed me back a pretty pissy note saying she'd do it along with her two other back orders and all the other stuff she's trying to get done before she leaves Friday morning. Ouch. Anyway, I apologized and told her I'd handle it. It appears I'm not the only one stressed beyond belief these days...