|I got a jump on the workroom before the official move date.|
Most of my belongings have been transferred to the house from the apartment, but I am by no means moved in.
I've been pretty organized on past moves, but I think the surreal feeling that I really do own a house all my own got me discombobulated (oh wow! I spelled that right on the first try. :))
|Gabby provided "feedback" while I assembled an IKEA desk and chair.|
So last night, I wandered around, wondering where my toothbrush was, only slightly curious about my alarm clock (I've got today off), and very pleased that I knew exactly where the coffee and coffee maker were for the morning.
Then it dawned on me--I haven't seen the basket with my socks and underwear... I'm sure I packed it, and remember seeing it at some point during the move, but I may have foolishly put in it the closet with my files and a few fragile things I'd thought best to move myself (which I, of course, forgot). Not a huge deal, since I will go back this afternoon after (I really, really hope), my internet is up and running.
Now to get some stuff put away...
|The insanity of my new house right now.|