Tuesday was a reality check. I thought Friday was my reality day, but it wasn't. Last night I cried and cried and cried. There is so much stress involved in moving, it's unreal. So unreal. It was so bad. I did get over it, but man, oh man. It's going to be tough on me. But, it's ok. Ok. John and I have a lot of talking to do, and a lot of planning to do, and only a little while to do it before he leaves!