It's 1:30 a.m. . . .

and I'm finally going to shower and go to bed. I keep alternating between excitement (we're almost finished, look how much we've done already, it feels like we're SO close) and frustration (everywhere I look there is more stuff to pack, why do we have so much crap, why are these kids so noisey, they're driving me crazy!). Still, I can the proverbial light at the end of the tunnel and I'm really looking forward to taking a nap sometime next week.