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That's pretty much how I'm feeling today. After spending Friday and Saturday unpacking, sorting, repacking boxes and carrying them back and forth between the rec room downstairs and the garage and my 'office' I began to feel like all I wanted to do was crawl into one of the boxes and be shipped home. Except I don't have an address.
Woke with a bit of a sad on today. Thought maybe giving myself a day off to play a bit would help but it hasn't really. I think it's probably due to having woke too soon and from a nightmare after only five hours of sleep. That was third time this week too. Sleep deprivation is a prime cause of mood destabilizing. So I'm going to try to lay down early tonight and maybe dream about my 4ebr hoem.