whew...almost

so, with the exception of some heavy boxes in my car that I am too tired/lazy to tackle, I am moved.

The apartment is old, shabby, somewhat in the ghetto (on only one of its four sides) and still charming. my bedroom is what sold me on the place and what still sells me.

I promise I will post pictures someday, once I find my camera battery charger (i haven't unpacked anything, I just finished packing up the H-burg apartment).

The move has been all-consuming and fraught with worries, but soon, once I'm unpacked, I can get back to actually communicating with people.

I never realized how hard moving can be when you don't take any time off to do it. It really is a full-time job as it is and I'd never moved before when I only had one full day and a bunch of half-days to do it. Never do that ya'll! Always take a week off!