I have to say that Cameron has been a HUGE help the last few days. He’s worked his butt off running up and down the stairs for me and has not complained a single time. I could not have gotten nearly as much done if it had not been for his help.

With that said, I am now going to go pass out on the couch. I’m exhausted.

Moving… sucks.

The apartment that I’m leaving is upstairs. The parking lot is around the corner and about 30 yards away. I’ve never really seen that as a problem till now. One trip to the car after another after another after another.

I hurt my knee awhile ago. The left tendon on the back of my left knee starts to ache a little after taking the stairs a few times. After taking the stairs 20+ times for two days in a row and it ache’s a lot more than a little. :< But… I’m well over half done. Just the big stuff left. *sigh* And off I go to move more.

I had one of those ‘self actualizaton’ moments yesterday. I had become *really* unmotivated and pretty depressed the last week or two. Then yesterday after a long talk with Amber and my mom I’m feeling a lot better.

Then I talked to Ben for quite awhile last night and we talked about an actual date to move up there… jobs… school for Cassidy. He really made me remember all the reasons that this move is going to be so wonderful for my life. I haven’t seen him in almost two weeks and probaby won’t get to see him this weekend because I’ll be really busy cleaning all the apartement for the walk through. But everything I am doing right now, moving out of the apt, throwing away all the stuff from what feels like a past life, is bringing me one step closer to him. And that excites me.

So this morning I woke up with a whole new motivation. Threw away three more bags of stuff and packed more stuff. Tomorrow I’ll get to use my moms car so I’ll be able to start actually moving stuff out. I’m on a roll now. Motivated, driven, excited.

San Jose here I come.

Man… Ben was really, really, really sick this weekend. Bad headache, threw up… He had whatever nasty bug it was that Cassidy had a few weeks ago. I felt so helpless. I wanted to make him feel better but figured the best thing to do was leave him alone and let him get some rest.

So I helped my mom grout the tile in Camerons room and the front room. And that was WAY more work than I thought I was getting myself into. So Sunday we went to eat breakafast with my mom and just laid around and I tried to do whatever I could to make Ben feel better.