Flux
Quiet night at home tonight. I should be doing low-priority moving things, like packing up that last box of books, or figuring our which other hideous items in my closet can safely go to Goodwill, but not really motivated at all tonight. Instead, I continued to fight my losing battle against laundry with my pitiful stacked washer/dryer combo that can wash approximately one sock at a time, and slowly whittle away around $10 in online hold-em. Nothing like a week of serious self-discovery to completely wipe you out.