Today... I'm being lazy. I'm just so mentally tired and physically spent. But, I have no food left in the apartment so soon I will have to wander out and find a place to eat eventually. I've finally placed the ad for someone to take the washer and dryer off my hands and have already gotten a few leads, but nothing solid yet (waiting for one of their spouses to get off work first). I've also made an appointment with a junk removal service to take the excess boxes, computer desk, chairs, and ton of household garbage off my hands.
Speaking of eating, one of the strange things I noticed while packing and moving everything around is that I was constantly hungry. I would want to stop for a quick bite or two between every other activity. The more effort I put in the more I wanted to eat something. Sometimes I made do with a glass of water (I have no more glasses, by the way; I did pick up some disposable plates and utensils) or a muffin, but others I would eat a plate of leftovers or a grain bar.