You'd think with all the working around the house I've done the last few days that I would be tired beyond belief and all that and would get a good night's rest now that I'm home.
But I couldn't sleep last night. It was too quiet.
Thing is, I've been away from the house and living in the hotel for almost 2 months. The house feels foreign, strange, and I actually had trouble this morning getting to the routine of waking up, making breakfast, finding stuff in the kitchen, and so forth.
Looks like there's going to be an adjustment period.
And there's too many boxes, full and/or empty, for my taste right now. Obstacle course, and all that. *sigh*
Speaking of which, time to get back to work unpacking stuff.