It's starting to set in. We are actually moving. I have the boxes piled up in the living room and the bubble wrap is just sitting there looking at me as if to say, “ok, let's get this show on the road!”. And there's my kitchen, with all my cabinets full of every kind of cooking aid you could imagine, just taunting me. I imagine it's saying, “HA! I dare you to attempt to get everything packed with 3 kids and a dog needing you every moment of the ...