i love packing and moving said no one ever

There is nothing like a good move to make you want to throw away every single earthly possession you own just so you never have to move it again. WOW. I am officially 115 years old and my back is broken. Here I am carrying a sack of body aches and muscle strains that will likely stay with me all week. 

Jack and I had quite a rager on Friday night that ended with a 20 minute debate of should we just sleep on the hardwood floor or was it worth the energy to peel ourselves off the floor and make the 1.5 mile trek over to our temporary apartment. 

Tonight, I plan on sleeping as soundly as these guys do 23.5 hours per day.

On a positive note, the floors are finished and they look great! For once, I am not second guessing myself and having a giant case of self doubt. I am 100% happy with the clear finish. Everyone can rest easy. I know you have all been worried about the anxiety I was having. 

Sorry for only posting pictures of floors lately, I promise this has not turned into a blog only about hardwood floors. This is just the only progress I know to report of currently, and I am too tired to think of anything clever. Excuses excuses. 

On other positive notes, the pack rat is all packed up and schedule to be picked up on Monday. ALL of the appliances are in and should be installed this week. Does this mean what I think it means??  Am I seeing a light?? What will I do with my free time?? 

And to all of you kind, dear souls who offered to help this weekend, let's be honest. 

You're welcome.