I am so, incredibly, tired. My body is one big combination of a bruise and a scratch...and I'm not sure where the two meld together.
But it's done.
All we have left to do in our old apartment is some cleaning. And then there's the kamikaze shredder that took a flying leap off our hand cart and crashed to the wood floor in a flurry of confetti. Yeah. It's still there. We just busted out in snorting laughter and left it where it lay.
So we rented a cargo (a.k.a. Child-Abductor) van and made four trips with our stuff from San Francisco to Walnut Creek.
I was amazed at how great of a team Marc and I are. When we were put down to the wire (we thought we'd be moving gradually throughout this week but work projects came up for us both and we HAD to move this weekend). We just set to it and got stuff done.
So I'll put up some photos of the apartment from Friday when we did our walk through.
So there's the update. Once we get things settled in I'll try to post more photos.