Moving, moving, moving. We're at the point where random stuff is lying about and just needs to be tossed into a box and brought over.
I had that interview - and a second one already. I'm not sure of what the outcome will be.
I am totally bloated and feeling disgusting because I've been using the stress of moving as an excuse to eat like crap. No more! Moving is almost done anyway.
The weather is nice. Tonight we are sleeping at the new place because the bed is there now. We need to get all the food over still today.
Nothing else to report!