Moving is exhausting. I’m glad I only do it only about once per decade or so now, instead of every few months like in my childhood.

And that’s why it’s been so quiet around here. If I’m not working, I’m either doing something related to the move (like filling boxes and wrangling utilities) or trying to get some downtime in (gaming, reading, watching shows, “vegging out” in one fashion or another). This week’s move-related activity? Getting the actual movers scheduled, because no way are we hauling beds and bookshelves and a couch and all those boxes of books and shiny platters from apartment to house all on our own. (Even if it is very close by.) Nor is there enough pizza in the world to bribe the local friends we have available to do so. Money is the answer, so money I shall spend.

We still have weeks yet to go on this stuff, so… bear with me. Hopefully there’ll be more fun on offer once we’re in place and at least somewhat unpacked.