Something about knowing she had someone moving in, really kicked Mac into gear enough to finally get the last of the bits she hadn't yet got around to organising packed neatly away.
Even now Cally was here, and all her things were here, Mac couldn't help but keep wandering around and moving things from place to place. She might be just a little bit nervous, since she's now straightened the same pile of books about three times.
[ooc: Mainly for
victimofcylons, but if any neigbors are around and want to say hi, they're more than welcome to knock.]