Yeah, much to say. Too tired to say it.
Went as well as a suck-ass experience can go. Amazing movers.
Everything now is in its approximate, if not final, place.
A recap:
Thursday, 2:00, then at 4:00, then Saturday afternoon:





It’s now, what, Monday night? Shit got shifted around, and it’s still a mess, but somewhat less so.
It’s not perfect—the bedroom floor is a bit spongy, and the bathtub is a ski slope (no drunk showering), but there’s plenty of heat and hot water, and best of all it’s MINE MINE MINE.
The joys of dictatorship.

yay new place! we have the same floors…