actually moving, day one

Status report: tired. But energised, at least superficially, thanks to the caffeine pills I downed this morning to keep me from falling asleep where I stood. We're filling up the moving truck with the first load and taking it down to the house to unload it before we collapse exhausted into our beds tonight. (Beds will be among the last of the things to leave. Well, not till tomorrow, anyway -- we have a proper-sized crew coming. Today we had the mother of one of Heidi's friends, Jonathan, and a bloke from church, and we have gotten so much done that I am quite optimistic about the combined efforts of a lot more people on the morrow.) 

Anyway, I've actually been to the house for the very first time and am even more in love with it now that we've been properly acquainted. The kitchen, oh, the kitchen!! And my bedroom isn't as small as I thought it was, and has a full-length mirror on one of the closet doors. And, most excitingly, nearly all of the bedrooms, including mine, have old-fashioned keyholes -- with keys still in them! Another silly little dream come true! 

Much to be done. You may find me updating sporadically on Twitter as I pass by the computer on my way to the van.