I have moved. I hope to never move again. (And by the way I am currently feeling, I may never be able to physically move again. ) I am tired in ways I didn't know it was possible to be tired. And very very very hot. And my stuff is mostly in the garage and in the house, and on the floor, and ... well, you get the idea. It's all over. Enough said. Time to soak in a barrel of ice water and contemplate my fate as a resident of New York state.