Bruised, battered, and definitely tired, but all moved in to my new apartment. Mom came up with the U-Haul this morning and somehow, she and I managed to carry my couch upstairs without ruining it. The couch did try to kill me in the process (getting stuck between the a piece of furniture and the stairwell is not how I want to go out) and I seriously tweaked my lower back, but it and all of the rest of my heavy furniture are safely in their new home. Now all I have to do is clean the old apartment so I can at least get some of my security deposit back and hand over the keys! The move is (almost) complete.
Once I'm no longer living out of boxes, I'll post some pictures. It's so much nicer than my last place, and I'm excited to get the chance to decorate once I'm all settled and, you know, I start getting a paycheck. For now though, all I want to do is lay down and enjoy my last weekend of being unemployed. Come Monday, it's time to go to work...
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