i'm typing this with my eyes closed.

i'm so tired that this morning instead of milk, i accidentally poured water on my cereal. i'm so tired that in the face of unceasing pestering i almost signed up for facebook last night. (almost.) i'm so tired that i got phenomenally high at lunch from one lone pumpkin spice latte.

moving day is tomorrow. but there's not a lot to load up -- i've been packing up my hatchback and driving stuff over to the new house all week. this is why i'm tired. lifting is hard work! but in addition to physical stuff --packing and hauling-- i've also managed to buy a new fridge, a used washer/dryer, and i got a new roof this week. so my brain is tired, too.

i'll be glad to be in the new house. i'm finding myself surprisingly sad to leave the apartment, though. it represents a big step in my life, and it *is* a cute little place.