Tomorrow is the last packing day. Friday the nice movers come and take all our stuff to our new house in Portland. I’m so close to being done, but it seems so far. Everything’s got to be mover ready. I broke down today in a heap. I’m completely exhausted, mentally and physically exhausted. I worked til about 3, then crawled into bed. I couldn’t do any more. Tonight I have to pick up boxes and another load from the studio, I don’t even know if I have the energy to do that, but I’ll do it anyway. Just gotta hang on a little bit longer. My arms ache.
droopy limbs, weepy eyes
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