For two weeks I’ve been without work, yet it seems I’ve been busier than ever in the quest to prepare for this Tuesday’s move.

My home is almost empty and my data has been secured for the flight.  I still need to scrub the apartment down to eliminating all traces from the 30 months spent here, as the new tennants will be coming in within hours of my departure.  They seem like a nice bunch, and I hope they enjoy the home as much as I did.

The flight has been confirmed, and some of the luggage is prepared.  Items that I no longer need have been tossed, donated or otherwise given away.  Yet as I look around, all I can do is sigh and see all the work I have yet to complete.  I know I should wash those three glasses, the plate and frying pan … but I’m just so tired.

I think it’s time for some sleep, though … I still have two more nights to finish packing.