As I type this, mysterious things in the dark corners of cyberspace are occurring. In 24-48 hours, we'll know if all of my messing around with settings far beyond my ken were successful. At some point in the future, I'll be able to import my old Ackery entries over here.
But for now, we wait. I wait for my domain name to propagate, I wait for Google to decide I really do pay a nominal fee to own ackery.com, I wait for...oh, hell. Godot, maybe. And while we wait, I move all of my worldly possessions into the garage in preparation for new carpet.
According to the MommyWatch, though, our fancy-pants pizza is done, and it is time to eat. Waiting sucks.