Sunday evening. On the flight back home. I should be studying evidence right now, but somehow I just can’t bring myself to pick up the flash cards. I was originally scheduled to fly out much earlier today, but I was pretty sick yesterday and Coppertop, who has far more common sense than I do, convinced me to switch to the later flight. It pushes the search for the new apartment back a bit, but I probably wouldn’t have been in any shape to drive by possible apartments after any sort of bumpy flight anyway. Instead, I’m feeling much better after a couple good meals and a nap.
The apartment’s pretty much packed except for last-minute stuff. The current plan is to move everything as soon as we’ve found a new place to move it into.
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