Ugh

Moving is awful. Today was awful. The next two days will be awful. Well, Friday might only be half-awful. But probably all awful.

And man I have a lot of stuff. Way more than I thought. How did I possibly get it here? Has it really doubled in volume since I moved here? Holy cow.

I feel comfortable saying this is one of the very busiest times in my life to date. I have *so* much going on. I was enjoying it til this week, and hopefully once I'm moved I'll enjoy it again. But damn, it's a lot. Whew.