Give yourself a pat on the back.

I am officially done moving out of my apartment and into my house. There are boxes everywhere, and I am currently sleeping on a mattress on the floor; but still. I turned in my keys to the leasing office yesterday, and am currently contemplating going out and getting a toaster so that I can have a peanut butter and jelly.

And, excluding the major help that James was when we moved my bigger furniture in on Saturday, I did it all by myself. It was torture while I was doing it, but now I can sit back, look at my work, and feel very accomplished.