I am one tired blogger.
Yesterday after work I came to my new place to paint and begin the moving process. After painting one coat in my room (my paint color is called Asparagus - it's by Behr - and it's a really pretty green) I made two trips between places to haul my things over and then I painted a hasty second coat. I left the new place at 12:45 am and had my last night's sleep at the old place, only to wake up at 6:40 am (yes, I set my alarm for weird times) in order to continue moving.
My entire body is sore! Painting, packing, and lifting will do that to you. My dad kept saying, "Rachel, hold on!" when I would lift something heavy and I'd say, "Dad, I'm strong!" I really do feel and look a lot stronger (in my opinion) than I have in the past. Needless to say, I've had my workout for the day and I need a major break from unpacking. For an almost 25 year old, I have a TON of kitchen stuff. Really. Like I could fill an entire kitchen with the amount of dishes and cookware I have.
It's moving season. Pitch in and help your friends paint and move. You'll be doing a nice thing, getting a workout, and hopefully your friend will do something nice for you in return.
Gotta run...lots to do.