I feel like the ferret that you let into a room of shiny objects, and the ferret gets so excited at all the shiny objects-it sits down not knowing where to start.

Except I'm not in a room of shiny objects. I'm dividing my time between two halfway completed apartments with absolutely no energy for anything. At all.

Today so far has been a complete bust. I've been up for about 4 hours (catching up on my sleep) but I am soooo exhausted. I don't know where to start with things. At all.

This is complicated by the fact that I don't have a pick-up truck at my apt disposal, nor lifting muscle (which is needed when lifting) nor the know-how to do many of the things I rely on Keith to do/know. So I'm sort of stuck until he gets home. I think it may be smart for me to work on job search stuff by day and moving stuff by night when we can work as a team.

I can't wait to have the new place complete, the old space swept up, cleaned, picture holes spackled, etc.