Moving. I don't like working an eight hour day (not including two hours of commuting) and then going for another three or four hours of scrubbing, packing, carrying, unpacking, and moving furniture. The good news is, things are starting to take shape a little more over at my apartment. The bathroom is mostly how I want it, if you take into account the fact that most of my everyday stuff isn't in there yet. The kitchen is also getting there. I can't find some of my pots and pans, but I'm sure I'll dig them up somewhere. I got a couch for the living room, and some little tables, and I've got a pretty good idea how I'm going to set things up. That said, there's so much left to do. None of my books hve been moved, and I have a LOT of books.... then there's clothes and the TV and all that other stuff that has to go somewhere. It just seems like it won't ever get done.

I exaggerate.

When it does get done, maybe a week and a half from now, I'll put up pictures.