Oh my god, by this time tomorrow, I will be pulling into a yet-to-be determined hotel with two cats and a dog in the cab of a Penske truck, with a car in tow, so that I can go pick up my brother and friend from the airport and drive 2000 miles to meet my 7 months pregnant wife in Seattle. And I don't know if I'm even remotely ready to leave. As of this moment, I still have a laundry list of things to do that I may have to leave to the realtor/management company that hasn't yet worked on the garage as we agreed upon, we have no approved place to live in Oregon yet, nobody signed on to rent this house I'm leaving behind (which will also be listed for sale tomorrow), not enough time to clean the house, and the dog just walked through the mildly damp paint on my awesome basement floor paint job. If I had any hair on my head, I would be leaving it in tufts on the floor right now. Ahhhhhhhh!!!!