Moving update

I'm sore like a monkey at monkey boot camp.

So, without any help at all (wah wah, i have no friends, blah blah blah-- more like i was too prideful to ask anyone more than a week in advance for help moving. I suck. Pride sucks.), i rented a pickup truck, dragged the bookshelf, the Ikea dresser, and disassembled the loft bed... and dragged 'em all to Mom's house. My house now, i guess. I managed to drag the bookshelf upstairs, but i couldn't swing the dresser. I wanted Mr.TendingBar to help me, but i guess he's going out to Palm Desert tonight. It might just sit there for a few more days.

New room. Feels like a fresh start. I'm playing those wacky head games with myself-- "I don't really need DSL. There's so much to do around the house. When i've cleaned and thrown away junk from every room in the house, then i'll think about ordering DSL." Mom's house has so much junk. Empty boxes, old magazines, rug samples... There's a three car garage which currently has just enough room for mom's car. Crazy stuff. Christmas wreaths. Broken hoes and shovels. Can't wait to get started.