It's Tuesday, I think.
Last night, I told Steve that it was time to return for things to normal. With us in fully assembled beds and clean clothes somewhat neatly stacked, we could get our bearings. I found a pad of paper and made a list of activities for today. One of the activities was a return to blogging. Yes, blogging has become a default activity for me. Something that makes me feel normal.
The last two weeks have been a blur with 15 hour stretches of packing, 3 hours of sleep, and periodic bouts of hyperventilation. Then we moved. Then we had a hurricane that devastated this area of Northern New Jersey. We didn't have power for days, so I'm not sure if the media really showed how bad things were around here. It was bad.
The good news is that we didn't get much water in the basement. Just a puddle in the corner. With stacks of moldy carpeting lining the streets of our town awaiting garbage pickup, I know that we were very lucky indeed.
Ugh. I'm typing on Steve's computer right now and Typepad isn't liking it. My Mac is under the weather, so I'm going to the Apple Store to buy a new one.
I do believe that I have PTS syndrome right now.