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The never-ending packing slog is never ending. Well, I say that, but we are making progress. Yesterday the movers came to get all the bookcases, all the boxes of books and other things we've packed, and to go pick up the china hutch we'd inherited from a friend's mom. I'd forgotten how large the room my workspace is in actually is, and sound bounces back from the walls in a way I'm not used to.
The kitties of chaos are VERY CONFUSED. When I let them out of the basement, they both slunk around being very unsure. Then Erzabet curled up on the couch to snooze, and Vlad ran around the new larger space and tested the acoustics by singing the songs of his people. Loudly, with enthusiasm.
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In other news, Dear Body, do NOT start a new trend of middlingly-painful migraines suddenly turning into excruciatingly painful, puking, pray for death migraines. There have been two in less than a month and this is NOT OKAY.
The kitties of chaos are VERY CONFUSED. When I let them out of the basement, they both slunk around being very unsure. Then Erzabet curled up on the couch to snooze, and Vlad ran around the new larger space and tested the acoustics by singing the songs of his people. Loudly, with enthusiasm.
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In other news, Dear Body, do NOT start a new trend of middlingly-painful migraines suddenly turning into excruciatingly painful, puking, pray for death migraines. There have been two in less than a month and this is NOT OKAY.
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I don't want to pack today. WOW, do I not want to pack today. I want to do a minor hand sewing project that's been hanging around for a month. But no, packing it is.