I'm in my new house, I'm moved in, I'm mostly unpacked to be liveable and comfortable at least (food, dishes, clothes, furniture, T.V., computer). Still have to go through the decorations, my collection, and extras, though.
I keep looking around thinking, "Damn, how did I get this beautiful house and wife?" I am blessed indeed!
But damn am I tired! My arms have been dead for a few days. I'm just starting to feel normal again. Moving sucks!