Moving Pains

Well, sorry for not being around, but I had a pretty strenuous weekend so I've been taking it easy.

On Saturday I went out to help a close friend move, and it was almost just one trial after another. Getting to sleep was far tougher than usual. I ended up getting an hour and a half just after midnight, then suddenly couldn't sleep for the next seven hours. I got up again an hour afterwards and was able to shower, shave and eat before heading out about noon.

May is weird. Everyone seems to be moving this month. Could just be a Spring thing.

Anyway, I didn't feel too useful, quite a circle of friends had been gathered for the moving effort, and I often felt like an extra body to shuttle back and forth instead of packed stuff. I'm also not a take-action kind of person, particularly when I'm in someone else's old apartment. I can take orders really well - unpacking a car, loading a car, cleaning a room - that's all fine. But I'll often just stand around when a job's done rather than jumping into a self-made task.

What really felt like a pain in the end was some of the helpers. There were a few that were just around the new apartment to help, so they were useful when they were needed. But everyone was really prone to smoke breaks. It really stretched out packing when cigarettes were handed out every 30 minutes. Also, a few of them - my friend included - had been moving stuff for a different move just yesterday. One among them in particular was in a far-too-usual foul mood, and an expected breakdown stalled the entire event by close to two hours.

Regardless, lots of things were moved and the new apartment looks like a comfy little space, though it needs work to be completely livable. When I finally got home 11 hours later, I felt sick to my stomach, I had a massive headache, my feet were trying to figure out if they wanted to be sore, swollen or bleeding and my legs were cramped up. I pretty much found something to eat while walking past my kitchen and ate before I sat down for more than five minutes. I pretty much crawled into bed and let my legs lock up - I wasn't planning to move for the rest of the night.

Today was more of the same, since strain is always worse the day after (though I suspect tomorrow might be bad). I took some advil for my pain and some other stuff for my still-crazy stomach, and pretty much relaxed the morning away (For some reason, when I'm sore and tired I get small amount of sleep, but when I'm fit and fine I'll oversleep forever).

The rest of my family came home this afternoon, and they're all doing well. My little brother attended Anime North, the biggest (good) convention around here which I couldn't attend due to a complete lack of funds (I spent the last of my money, pretty much change, on Saturday for a Sobe drink and a muffin during one of the long waits for a shipment of packed stuff). My parents returned from their own trip, fairly pleased with whatever went on. Even with the family around it only means that if I talk out loud it's not just to the cats. We weren't very ready to be a family again tonight, it seems.

So right now I'm just relaxing still. I'm hoping that tomorrow will be a nice cool day and I can... Well, do whatever it is I do.