Movin' on out

I'm utterly exhausted. Yesterday and today were a whirlwind of exhaustion. Last minute packing, cleaning, running around back and forth. And then, moving. I've been getting up early every day this weekend. Friday, I was rudely awoken early by noisey family. Saturday they woke me up at 9:45am so I'll come here and clean and this morning, 6:45am(!!!). I don't even get up this early for the army. Fuck I'm tired.

Today was absolute mental. Moving the computers first thing in the morning (managed to break the plastic cover of my new computer, not pleased about that. Will cost nearly 200 shekels to fix!), then more last minute packing, getting everything on the truck, getting everything here and off the truck and then the worst part - unpacking. We're still not done, I'm resting now. But I spent a great deal of the morning unpacking and running around the house. My room is fairly sorted, I just need a bed. Will have to sleep on mattresses till then...

On the plus side, I got a TV with digital cable and V.O.D. (that's pay-per-view), and a room with a window(!!), too much closet space, my own pretty-looking library, a normal door, a working air-conditioner and (nearly) my own bathroom. So I have to share it with my 12-year-old sister and the toilet is not entirely ready for use, but it's still all good.

Moving is tiring.