Exhaustion.

So I moved out of the hellhole I used to live in, and now I am in a lovely, apartment that smells good with a lovely lady who doesn't tend to dogs before her kids. :)

However, I am EXHAUSTED.

Yesterday when I was packing my room up, the power went out, so I packed up my entire room, with no fan, in 90+ degree weather. Needless to say, I basically packed naked. I enlisted the help of one of my best friends, and we hauled my crap down from one third floor, and up another, and then went to the supermarket. I neglected to unpack anything last night, which left the massive amount of laundry and unpacking all for today.

Now laundry is something I used to enjoy very much in the US, it was actually kind of therapeutic, especially the folding. I do not enjoy laundry anymore. Laundry has become a process of using a semiautomatic machine to wash the clothes, then spin drying them, then running them through fabric softener, spin drying them again, and then hanging them outside. This is quite tiring.

I'm proud of myself for getting all of that done today though, especially the way I color coordinated my closet, in rainbow order :) I bet that'll last a maximum of one week, but it's the thought that counts!

I can't wait to be able to go to bed and sleep, uninterrupted, for a minimum of six hours. I doubt that will be anytime soon though...