To do list: 1,2,3,4,5…157,158,159….

I am so tired. Not just physically tired, but mentally and emotionally, as well. I never realized how hard, taxing, and overwhelming moving across the country could be. I have found an apartment, got my utilities set up, found storage, opened a new bank account, organized my storage in WV, arranged for movers, and even managed to secure an interview next week. Although, I still have to finish packing, write thank-you notes, say goodbye to my grandparents, shop for Christmas, meet with the movers and send them on their way, unpack, shop for groceries and cleaning supplies, get ready for Chewie, buy a sofa, mattress, and boxspring, and practice for my interview.  Here are some pictures of my new apartment, in case you are interested:

My Opus is Complete!

My major life work, The St. Anselm Death Experience: Coping with Death in the Middle Ages, is finally complete. I finished it late Thursday afternoon and turned it into the bindery. I picked it up on Friday afternoon and submitted it for review. Woot! Here are the specs:

Pages: 71

Words: 19,569

Characters: 115,397

Paragraphs: 438

Lines: 1,691

Now what do I do with myself? In less that 24 hours, I fly off back home. Then what?