Calming Down

I spent yesterday evening cleaning my old apartment, and dropped off the keys first thing in the morning. I've been sleeping in my new house for four nights now. I'm getting used to being there, but it still doesn't quite feel like "home."

Getting to this point has been challenging. I feel like I've been subjected to a sleep deprivation experiment. Just about every part of me is bruised, cut, or aching. Some hours, the fatigue makes it very hard to think straight. There are boxes everywhere. The dandelions, dead grass, and plant skeletons in the yard are taunting me.

Still, I'm starting to feel like I'm making progress. And I have been taking pictures. I just have to find some free moments to download and post them.