Man, I am so tired. Ever since Friday, I have been working non-stop – moving, cleaning, unpacking, painting. My legs are as sore as they would be after a marathon. (Okay, I exaggerate. A half-marathon.) I’m going to be seriously buff after living in this house for a while. (I’ve never lived in a two-story house before.)

After this week, I will be seriously relieved. I still have to pack up the kitchen and bathroom in my apartment, and then clean it. And finish painting the kitchen (we got bad paint that will not dry) and then rearrange everything.

By Friday.

(Chris is visiting and we have the garage sale on Saturday morning.)

Blah, blah, blah! Love the house, though.