I'm manic. That's how I've been getting through all of this. I still have to clean the old apartment, and have more unpacking to do. This whole ordeal isn't over, so I'm not going to do anything about it until it is.

I was very busy yesterday. I did a bunch of crap you don't need to hear about, but I'll say I did end up unpacking the kitchen and putting everything away. I was able to cook, so we had our first REAL meal in days.

I have to start cleaning the old apartment. And I have to start with the bedrooms, where there is carpeting, because I only have the vacuum until tomorrow afternoon. There were 2 cat boxes in the office for a year and a half, so that room will need A LOT of attention.

I'm not looking forward to it. My body is just broken.