one week to moving day

In the midst of packing (Yes, we are getting help with this but I really dont want other people to mess with my books, which I have in ORDER just like I LIKE them. Man, moving sure brings out my not-so-inner inner neurotic.), making phone calls (so many phone calls), and worrying about how 2 grownups can be starting new jobs on the very same day as a child is starting kindergarten (who is going to hang around outside in the school parking lot trying to see in the windows all afternoon? hmmmm?) I have also had 5 incredible hours of bliss at the spa and three incredible hours being blessed and and loved up by good seattle friends at a party/ceremony this afternoon. So with all that good energy, i'm 80 percent doing great and 20 percent freaking out, which seems just about the best you can hope for.