OMFG....

It is June 15. We move out of our place on June 30th. Well, technically we can move the morning of July 1, but everything really has to be packed for June 30th because July 1 will be all about waking up, washing up, eating breakfast, making sure the last few things are packed, cleaning the apartment, loading the moving van and getting out. So we have 15 days.

During those 15 days, I will be away for four days. Hubby will be away for three days. That's only 7 days of togetherness during which we can pack and get stuff moving along. Now you think we'd be in decent shape because we sent a bunch of winter stuff back to Canada, but we still have way too much stuff.

Way. Too. Much. Stuff.

I mean, every family with kids has way too much stuff. We have more than that.

And work is overwhelming. This working virtually stuff isn't working - but that's another matter. I'm missing the ability to walk down the hallway, talk with someone for 20 seconds and get answers to quick questions. Phone calls and emails all can be ignored and forgotten and answers take hours or days instead. Bleh.

And I found out that the boys are not enrolled in the after-school care program that we usually use back home so now I'm looking for an alternative.

And there are a few other things that are making my life very difficult.

I think I'm going to give up. Everything.

Help? Any strategies - other than taking deep breaths and taking it one day at a time, because that's what I'm already doing and it's not working so far.