…is basically what I had this morning. You remember when you were a kid and you’d wake up at 6 in the morning and not be able to go back to sleep because it was Christmas and there were all those presents waiting for you downstairs?
That was me this morning. I finally had a chance to sleep in past 7, and I wake up at…7:30. So I suppose I did sleep in for a while, but let’s face it, a half hour doesn’t really count.
But I am now happily in possession of my own place once more. I have the keys, I have some of my things in boxes, and I don’t have a scrap of furniture, but I’m finally getting there. An extensive array of before and after pictures will come, eventually, but for now, I need to pack.
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