Moving is the most stressful activity a person can endure, I think. I might feel differently if I were in the midst of... I don't know, having a baby... but I find myself completely overwhelmed.

Not that it's Carey's fault, but most of the moving duties have landed squarely in my lap, as her work schedule keeps her from home. She called from work yesterday to see how it was going and I actually started crying.

There's still so much to do and I feel as if I'm drowning here.

Help.