Moving Out

I've finally been released on my own recognizance, and it feels good just to not be bothered. Of everything I've been through after the accident, one of the worst things is not being able to be left alone for any length of time. Always someone checking in, just to make sure you're OK - and they mean well, so you can't get too testy about it.

What I'd really like at this moment is a few days of normality - which for me, means sitting alone in my apartment with not much to do, maybe read, surf the Internet, and just pass the time. It sounds thoroughly boring, and some days it is, but I've come to miss it over the past month or so.

Unfortunately, I can't do that just now. I've got to get out of the apartment and into the new place, which means I have to pack up tomorrow and stand around and watch the movers. Normally, I'd be packed up in two hours, but I'm still moving very slowly, so I expect it will take more like four or six. And I'm hiring movers rather than calling on friends for much the same reason: it's one thing to ask someone to help you move, quite another to ask someone to move your stuff while you sit and watch. Even though I've got a good excuse, I can't stomach the idea.

It also means I'll be offline for a while - maybe a week - as it will take a while to get service in the new place. Figured that was worth mentioning, as going "dark" for another week might lead you to think something else went horribly wrong. I can probably find a hotspot if being offline gets to be too much of a nuisance, but there's a lot of things I should be doing other than frittering away the time like this.