As so it was

That we moved yesterday.

I feel that my sub-i prepared me well for this. Go ahead and laugh. I'll have you know that I outlasted my husband in 4/6 categories of moving day endurance, no small part of which was due to my intensive training last block.

I was a finely tuned machine.

I....
1) Managed to go almost all day without eating. And I didn't even notice.
2) Worked tirelessly into the night, and then woke up at 6AM and sprang out of bed into action.
3) Managed to remain bright and cheerful throughout the move into the evening when I ran into a classmate of mine and her attending husband, even though I thought I might keel over from exhaustion.
4) Got 50% of the boxes unpacked, and their contents into the proper room. And some cleaning done. Accomplished by working for 16 hours with no break.

My husband soundly defeated me in the categories of lifting heavy things and reaching things off the high shelf. I have to say, the sub-i was good for psychological endurance but not so much for the physical endurance.

Which is to say that I could barely walk when I woke up this morning. Ouch.

I am really getting old. If I feel this sore at age 32, I don't even want to think about what it will be like when I'm 64.

At least I love my new house!