a garageful of boxes

Eileen is potty trained. Okay, that has nothing to do with the garage, but it does in a way. She tried it three days before that shipment (including the washer and dryer arrived). She is still not sleeping...and really curious about everything. I am overwhelmed and making no progress. I guess I will put her in day care for a day next week -- between school, and doctor's appointments, and volunteer work, it looks like Friday...somehow these last 50 boxes are scarier than the ones from the Netherlands.