I moved. I am exhausted. Slept incredibly poorly last night, that bed is uncomfortable and I remember now why I hated it so much for so long. Not that I haven’t been sleeping in it for the past few months, but for some reason it was beyond uncomfortable last night… and I need a fan. The room was too quiet, but I think that’ll just take some getting used to more than anything. The cats are settling in fine, and I’m working on a list of priority things to buy for the place.
Right now, my room is a bed and a huge stack of stuff – boxes, bags of clothes, and just stuff.
That makes two nights in a row that I’ve gotten maybe three hours of sleep. I think I finally fell into a real sleep around 6am this morning, only to be up by 7:30 to get ready for work.
Oh, and no net at home until DSL shows up. Won’t be able to keep up with friends pages or whatever, so if you want me to know anything, just email me when I’m at work or something.
I have the best friends in the world. Now I have to arrange some way to thank them for helping me move…