I am tired and hurting.
I hate moving house, and this has been a bad one. Long long days, largely my own fault for not getting started sooner. I can only say is that I kept getting dates screwed up and thought I had more time than I did. I have three long days ahead too. I'm hot and miserable and and and.
Oh well, enough of me whining.
Other parts of my life are going well enough, tho I find myself missing friends I seem to have lost... this would have been far more pleasant with someone to chat with while I packed.
Oh well, enough of me whining.
Other parts of my life are going well enough, tho I find myself missing friends I seem to have lost... this would have been far more pleasant with someone to chat with while I packed.