We have arrived in Ohio safely.
The drugged packing... well, I don't know if it went well, but it went, and we got everything loaded up. The drive to Ohio was yesterday and took sixteen hours; we arrived at one AM. Horrible weather, horrible drivers (I called 911 and reported someone to the Highway Patrol from my cell phone; first time in my life I ever did that).
Today, in some crazed fugue state, the husbeast, my father-in-law, and I unloaded the U-Haul. That also went. Not sure if it went well, but nothing's obviously broken, the spinning wheel is working, and I know where my underwear is. I'll call it good enough.
The Goober is sick, I imagine from getting super run down during this move (no naps, late bed times, iffy eating schedules, you name it). So she's full of baby Motrin and asleep in her bed (we brought it with us) clutching Scabbers the stuffed rat.
I think all is well. Pretty sure.