I am still here, but my mood is unedifying so I haven’t wanted to write. Over-tired, cranky, more than a little self-pitying. (Ugh!)
We are still not moved. I need to finish emptying the apartment this weekend. I have no energy or motivation.
Of course I will take the dogs and go work on it anyway.
We hosted an all-staff party at the new house last night. Students return tomorrow. Classes start Monday.
After work next week I hope to be able to start unpacking. Next weekend I will tackle the garage.
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An hour after writing the above, I was backing the truck to the apartment garage, to make it easier for me to load. Unfortunately, somehow instead I smashed into the garage, punching a significant hole in the siding and meanwhile obliterating my right rear light assembly and bending the back bumper so the truck tailgate does not open and close properly. I couldn’t believe it.
This brings home two ideas to me:
a) I am too tired.
b) One should never complain, as matters can always and so quickly and easily be worse.
p.s. I know they could be much worse than damaged siding and a damaged truck… but that was enough for today.