Stages of Moving

I wonder if there are stages of moving... something akin to the stages of grief. I can tell that there are definitely some stages involved because I've gone through a gamut of emotions. First came excitement. Then indecision. Then disbelief. More excitement and a little bit of surrealism and some extreme sadness. With only 4 days to go, I feel like I've entered the stage where I just want to puke. Hopefully this stage is followed by something nice like elation, relaxation, joy, or contentment. 

Unfortunately, I'm afraid that the only stages I'll be able to experience once I get there are the "holy crap, it's fucking hot here!"and "holy crap, why did we bring so much stuff?" stage.