New home. With my stuff. Piled in boxes in a wall in front of me.
That's as good as it gets because I'm too tired to do anything about putting it anywhere. The bed is made (it works great, I had a 20 minute nap when I finished), and I have food so dinner is eated. I'm trying to convince myself to do anything. Put knobs back on cabinets, open
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