My move has been delayed by another three or four days. Figures! But we need to be out of the rental by Friday, at the latest. That kinda stops my momentum in terms of packing. Most of my kitchen stuff, including pantry food, is in boxes. We went to the property yesterday and even brought some stuff. Not even one single room was 100% ready. I never worked that way. I always prefered to at least fully finish parts of a project for the sake of mental reward. This prevents us from filling any room with much of anything yet.

There's a silence from my family. My sister didn't get back to me yesterday and my brother and dad are likely too sick to talk. I tried calling the latter two and no one picked up. Sis and I more often text through Whatsapp. I'll hear from her today, I assume. I know she's been having problems with her phone.