I'm still unpacking boxes. I have a feeling I'll be doing this for a few more weeks. The second and third bedrooms are small. My bookshelves won't fit into the room that is to be my office, so they're in the room directly across from it. I also had to put the old dresser that I was using as a counter top and for storage in there too.
I'm hoping to have all the boxes that are still in my office unpacked by the end of next week. The sooner that I get it done, the sooner I can set up my writing space. I still need to go shopping for a new desk chair. My old one was in bad shape and didn't make the move.
I'm reading and editing the first chapter to the second book in the Starlight Bar series.
I'm waiting for various repair people to fix several issues in the rental. I really wish the problems had been fixed before DH and I moved in, but they weren't, and the management company acted like they had no clue about them. On the plus side, it's nice not hearing the howls and barks of the neighbor's dogs, or the neighbors fighting. The duplex we rented is separated from the other duplex by the tandem garages.
I'm making simple meals. Over the past two months, I've put on twenty pounds. Some of it is due to stress eating, and some to the hormone changes I'm starting to deal with more and more. Yeah, my body is not as young as it used to be. Some days, my brain forgets this, but other days, my body makes it a mission to remind the rest of me.
I'm slowly finding my new normal, and I started back to writing today.
All is good.