Not my favorite day...

The past 3 and a half months leading up to the move have been mildly uncomfortable...3 and a half months is a little TOO long to know you are moving across the country. But now, it's just 3 days away and I'm freaking out. I feel like the core of my body is vibrating (I think that's called anxiety). I have a ton of adrenalin, but I'm also sort of paralyzed, even though there's a lot to do. Ugh.

The next three days will not be my favorite days in the world. Here's what's going on:

Today/Monday
1. It's raining, hard. And it's expected to continue like this all day.
2. Laundry.
3. We have tons of errands to run with our friend Ari who has graciously offered to drive us around and help SMS lift things. Here are the errands:
-- Take a bunch of stuff (clothes, shoes, dishes, a sleeping bag, etc.) to Housing Works.
-- Take a very heavy TV, which nearly killed me once, to my cousin Armand's place (a 4th floor walk-up). He won't be there. He's in LA!
-- Stop by the vet to get Henry and Mae more of their very expensive food and their health certificate for the flight.
-- Return the cable box.
-- Change a bunch of coins into real money.
-- Pay the movers.
-- Ship a box of stuff we'll need immediately to ourselves.
4. Be home by 3pm so that the rabbinical student moving into our place can come by to measure.
5. Hang out with my best friend from summer camp and her husband and her daughter: grab an early dinner. I AM looking forward to this, though I hope the rain stops by then!
6. Have a college friend come by while I pull my hair out packing the last of the stuff for the movers.

Tomorrow/Tuesday
The movers are due here at 9am -- it may still be raining. I am super nervous about them because they are super cheap. I'm hoping for the best.

Then we get to clean our apartment, which, as far as I'm concerned was never clean to begin with!

Then we get to go to the Mets game with cousin Andrew - hopefully it WON'T still be raining. I am also looking forward to this, though it will be sad. And they are playing the Pirates for extra, I don't know, irony.

Wednesday
WE FLY TO LAX! With the cats! Both of them! With nothing but a homeopathic "calming formula" (for the cats!) to get us through. We get to the new place sometime Wednesday night and collapse on the air mattress. Lovely.

**UPDATE**
2:45pm - Today (Monday) is turning out to be so much better than I thought! What a relief! It is still raining though. I really hope it stops before the movers come at 9am tomorrow!

**UPDATE**
11:45pm - The day has indeed gone much better than expected. We are pretty much packed and we're just trying to figure out what is going in the truck (most of the stuff), what is going on the plane and what we are shipping over-night to beat us out there (a few dishes and silverware, a pot, a pan a spatula, a lamp, some tools). The last time we moved I went to sleep at 9pm because I was having some kind of meltdown. When I went to sleep the apartment looked pretty much like people still lived there. As I write this, there is no way anyone could mistake this place for somewhere that people actually lived. I take that as a good sign!