Meyer's just called. My babies are packed and ready to go. They wanted to verify the post office address (because I live in the sticks and even Overnight Express takes two days here...) so I am having them delivered to a post office in the 'big city' rather than wait the extra day. I visited the big city post office this morning and I don't think they ever heard the word 'chicken' before. My toddler even drew cute little chicks on our letter to the postmaster. I am so nervous. I will be so upset if they loose my babies or it ends up being too cold in Ohio for them to survive. I even offered extra money to the Meyer's guy to add more heat packs but he said they were already packed with a heat pack and insulating tape (weird right?). I can not wait until tomorrow when I know if they survived the trip or not! My poor husband even had to take off from work so I can track down my chicks if I need to... I am already totally regretting the mail order thing. If I didn't have a car cranky toddler I could have gotten chicks from a fellow BYC member but the 4 hour round trip was just too far. If I knew how to sex chicks I could have picked some from the feed store's straight run... If they don't survive I will just buy grown chickens somewhere local. I am already feeling super guilty for putting my poor chicks through this!