I've been unpacking and organizing. Each room is like 90% done. My sister is coming over today to help again. She needs a little money, so she asked if we could pay her if she helps.

L is back. I hate the adjustment period. Little me gets angry at her leaving even though adult me understands. And then instead of taking it out on her, I turn my anger to her H. But I'm slowly coming around like normal.

And more drama with the moving company. They changed their estimate document. It's digital, so they can change it whenever. It was supposed to be $120/hr cash and $135/hr credit. Now they've listed it as $185/hr. They're also charging us $250 for moving my dad's safe. They even tried to charge my card again. Thankfully we contacted the bank and they blocked it.

But I'm doing good! Lots of sleep and pacing myself.

Oh! Something cool: my ex-pdoc just was nominated in a big journal. It was awesome seeing her get acknowledged for her work. That was why she retired as a pdoc: to do more good for the community.