Aug 04, 2006 17:07
ok. i made it home. ("home".)
v strange to be living here for the first time in 8 years. both harder and easier than i thought it'd be. gotta clean up after myself instantly. not used to that. no 24 hour rule here. which is fine, it's a matter of consideration but... i can't wait to have my own refrigerator and not have to negotiate space for food i want.
sorting through archived belongings in the closet so i can make room for my clothes. more sorting. more packing. more goodwill.
exhaustion hit me like a truck as soon as i got here. the nervous energy that had been sustaining me dissipated and i feel like a puddle on the floor someone needs to mop up and wring me out back onto my bed.