Moved 500 miles.

Spent only $30 on gas to drive said 500 miles. (I got upwards of 35MPG the whole trip, how great is that?).

Moved tons of my Grandma’s stuff, so I now have a place to live.

Slept on a couch.

Hit my head at least five times while getting out of the car.

Left the lights on while I went into a store and came back to find my battery dead. This was much less inconvenient when I could call my brothers, rather than sitting in a parking lot for 45 minutes waiting for someone to come back to one of the vehicles parked in my vicinity.

Re-realised that my parents do not communicate like normal people. I don’t either, unfortunately.

Eaten nothing but sandwiches for every single meal.

Started reading The Silmarrillion again. I think I’m in a bad mood, because it seems far more didactic than I remembered. I get it, Tolkien, Illuvatar is Yahweh, Melkor is Satan. I GET IT ALREADY! It will get better once I’m past the first few chapters.

Did I mention I’m sleeping on a couch? Yeah. That kind of sucks, not because the couch is uncomfortable, but because I’m too tall for it. Pity me.

Now I’m filling out applications for jobs so I won’t be broke and homeless in a few weeks.