There's one sleep left here, and then we'll be gone.
It's all happened so fast that I haven't had the chance to really think about how I feel, I'm on auto pilot and it's helpful but also robotic and void of most senses. Except for when the exhaustion hits and I'm a weepy mess.
Tomorrow the movers carry the last of the heavy things out of here and onto Ohio. Then I'll pack the kids in the car and drive off to new beginnings.