My life has been shifted.

[persephone33]

And no one was maimed, hurt or died during the process.  We're gonna call that a win.  172 (I think) boxes and 68 pieces of furniture. The moving guy said, "You guys have a lot of stuff."  Thanks, pal.  Move along.

I haven't been this tired in a very long while.  Tired to the bone.  So tired that when I actually sit down, I want to curl up in a ball and go to sleep.

Internet still not taken care of.  Nolan didn't like what I'd done.  Trying not to want to choke him down.  Am pirating off of a neighbor, but the signal is spotty.  I have to hold my mouth just right for it to work.  So there's that.

The house is beautiful.  I still can't believe I get to live here.  It's nine kinds of fabulous.

Will post pics when the maze of boxed is unpacked.  Kitchen and laundry room down.  7 rooms to go. *dies*

P.S.  Thanks to all of you who commented about the wreck.  I'm feeling better; my lip is almost healed and I'm only a little sore, but I don't know whether it's from moving or getting rear-ended.  Does it matter?  Anyhow, thanks for the concern.  You guys are the best.

Comments

[maureen.livejournal.com]

You made it! Congrats on the move. Here's to your new home and the chapter in your life it will bring. Also, here's to this being the end of your bad luck. At least for a good little while!

[persephone33.livejournal.com]

Thanks. Surely my run of bad luck is over, right?

Right.