Everything is completely moved, the power and water are turned off at the old house, the mail has been forwarded and the power has been switched to my name at the new house. That is a weight of worry off my mind.
This week has been insane and it will probably take me a month to recover. I got sick on Tuesday and it's been a nightmare of a week ever since.
Everyone and their brother seems to have been traveling this past week up and down the interstate. I've met my share of people, both good and bad, this week. Overall it's been tolerable but some people are just extra as my sister would say.
Elizabeth spent Wednesday and Thursday night at my sister's house and Codi is over here for tonight and Saturday. I am glad they got to spend some time together during spring break.
My house is slowly coming together. The bathroom in the master bedroom still needs some work and we have a lot of organizing to do but it's really starting to look good and I'm happy about that.
I don't have a day off again until next Wednesday and I am feeling the exhaustion set in already. I keep forgetting that I'm not young anymore and can't stay up all night and get up at 6 or 7 in the morning and run all day, rinse and repeat by 7 or 8 days.
Next week should be more low key. It won't be as busy at work and everything will be back to some sense of semi-normal. I think. I can hope.
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