hoveringsombrero

every time we've moved it seems like everyone offers to help
but only the same few boys actually do
this time NOBODY offered to help
but the same few boys still did

this amuses me greatly for some reason.

we got entirely finished at the townhouse last night around 4 am, took dave to his sister's apt in stucktown
then came back up here and kal and i unloaded the last load from the truck into the new apt, finished that at 5:30am
then we both just collapsed, i was too tired to even turn on the laptop. i think i was too tired to even have opened it were it already on.

i believe i slept till 2pm or so (notsure) kal was already awake, his back was bothering him so much that he didn't get much sleep i think.
i got up and sat on the couch and waited until my back and my head and my neck quit making whiny ow noises.

kal decided we should walk to the earl of sandwich since he wanted to try it after i'd gushed about it so much. but they were closed. so he once again insisted that the spaghetti factory was within walking distance (i was wary)
so off walk in that direction, and lo and behold, after 3 blocks there t'was

anyhow back home we are and tired and sore still.
just sitting amid our boxes and relaxing despite soreness

i am actually the most relaxed i've been in weeks, months maybe
=)