Gettin' there

I'm tired, real tired. I spend all day working then go and unpack some stuff. The hardest part is A) reassembling the furniture so that I have room to work wit; primarily my office stuff, that has the most boxes to empty. B) finding where to put stuff. I'm moving out of a modern, custom built (kind of) home into an apartment that is 1/3 the size and over a hundred years old. I had to buy glass racks because my wine glasses don't fit in the cabinets, the shelves are not adjustable. I have a full pantry to move and no place to put it all. It's food, I'm not going to toss it.

I did get a lot done tonight despite the late start. But I need to figure out what to do with the boxes now. There is a temptation to save them because I KNOW I will need them in a year or two, but that's silly.

I wish Delores could help me figure out how to arrange stuff. I think it would be fun, the two of us trying to determine which wall was best for a TV I don't watch or the couch I only sit in when she or the kids are around.

It is now VERY early in the morning and I need to be out of the house (yes, I am staying here on the floor because of an Internet situation and I need it for work) with the dog by 9:30.
Oh the fun that lays ahead