Moving happened. I don't think I've been this physically exhausted since I was a blacksmith's apprentice. I am quite pleased with the amount of work I was able to put in: I won't be applying for a job at Gentle Giant any time soon, but I've watched those guys in action, and I reckon my twelve hour day was the equivalent of a solid half-day for one of those guys. Who are all a couple decades younger than me and seriously buff. So the verdict on the day is: tired — but happy.
But now my bed is assembled and freshly made and calling to me. Good night!
But now my bed is assembled and freshly made and calling to me. Good night!