Moving is CRAZY!

In order to accurately capture the chaos of moving day, I decided to write some new lyrics to the song "End of the World" by R.E.M.

It's the End of Grayslake

Six A.M., wake up time, hurry, movers come at nine!
Gotta pack, gotta run, so much stuff we haven't done!
Get huge truck, drive it down, babysitter's car broke down!
She can't stay long, what to do, look who's here, the moving crew.
Disassemble furniture, so much still to pack.
Movers grabbing everything and we're... a... wreck.
Uh oh, overflow, too much stuff for just one truck.
Hope they have another one, they do, so we're in luck.
New plan, Dad can drive, Accord will now get towed behind.
Piano going down the hall, OOPS right through the drywall!
Pack it up, pack it tight, so much stuff is still inside.
Very stressed, about to lose it, time to load the storage unit.
Jor's inside, so much to do, Mark is with the moving crew.
Dad and Tim arrive to help, or else we'd never make it!
Moving crew has finished up, got stuff to still cram on the truck.
Craziness and melting brain, mental overload.
Stressed out, feeling like we'll never hit the road.

It's the end of Grayslake as we know it,
It's the end of rush hour traffic as we know it,
It's the end of crazy-high property taxes as we know it,
and we FEEL FINE.

Five o'clock, almost packed, Accord is loaded on the rack,
Kids need dinner, house needs cleaning, Dad and Tim need to get going.
Buyer's walkthrough is at seven, not much time, still hurrying.
Jorie is a rockstar cleaner, Mark takes kids to Burger King.
Finally finished, leave the key! There's our buyer, time to flee!
Too late to leave, can't arrive at one! Instead we'll stay with Halversons.
Go to bed, try to sleep, oh no here comes Mark's allergy.
Eyes water, can't breathe, go outside, try not to freeze.
Finally come back in at three, Joel dreams his room is full of bees!
Joel and Mark lay on the couch and finally get... some... sleep.

It's the end of Grayslake as we know it,
It's the end of townhouse living as we know it,
It's the end of screaming neighbors as we know it,
and we FEEL FINE.

Six A.M., shake those legs, Dani makes some yummy eggs.
On the road, feelin' fine, no traffic so we make good time.
Jorie drives with fussy boys, Silas still sick and making noise.
Got a call from my lawyer, piano damage stinks.
Gotta leave a big deposit, my lawyer thinks.
Uh oh, without the funds, we can't buy our place.
Get on the phone, make some calls, gotta win this race.
Headin' down the highway, talking on my phone,
driving the second moving truck with my car in tow.
Good news! Buyer agrees to a reasonable deposit!
We can write a check at close and leave with key in pocket!
Grayslake closes, 2:30, and now the Dills are homeless.
3:00, time to go, and hope no trouble at this close.
Oh no, who knew, wiring cash takes time.
Good chance we will not make it, before 4:30 deadline.
Backup plan, bigger loan, close without the funds.
Empty out our bank account, to make this deal get done.
4:30, look who's here, the wire has arrived!
Sigh of relief, now it's easy, and we are still alive.
Celebration, champagne, now everybody's happy!
We did it! We did it! Time to take a nappy.

It's the end of Grayslake as we know it,
It's the end of tiny bedrooms as we know it,
It's the end of fast-paced Chicago life as we know it,
and we FEEL FINE. This truck could only hold about 2/3 of our stuff, believe it or not Heh, I hope you enjoyed reading that as much as I enjoyed writing it. I know I didn't stick to the format of the song too closely, but meh, most of it sorta works. Moving in was not nearly as chaotic, so I don't need to write a song about that part. But we did have a lot of people here all at once. We had the moving crew (a different one, from Cedar Rapids this time), Best Buy appliance delivery guys, and a Mediacom cable/internet/phone installer all here at once. Fun fun fun! We got the trucks returned and now all that's left is unpacking. I think it is safe to say Joel and Silas are loving living here so far. They seemed totally comfortable in this house right away and Silas loves to say "Iowa!" at every given opportunity.

Ah, that reminds me of one funny story from when I took the kids to Burger King. Joel knew we were planning to go to the Halverson's and he kept begging "Can we go to Luke's now, please please!" And I was telling him, "Well there's a couple stops we have to make first, we have to go to eat, then the store, then home, and THEN do you know where we'll go?" Silas then chimed in and shouted "Iowa!"