Moving is almost done… one more pile of boxes remains at the house, neatly stacked and waiting for tomorrow, when my co-worker will help me bring them to the apartment in her truck. The culmination of so many hours, injuries, and late nights is a wall of boxes that dominates the entire kitchen/dining/living room area, and Aaron has to crawl into the bed from the foot of it since that half of the bedroom is likewise host to cardboard carriers of carelessly caged crap.
My brain is fried and my muscles sore, but there’s so much less pressure weighing on my shoulders. Money is still tight, but we’re here, safe and secured in a new home with good access to public transport and plenty of excuses for more exercise. It’s just a matter of sorting through the rest, tossing out the chaff bit by bit, and putting the rest of the puzzle pieces together.
And then it’s back into art and getting everything else taken care of. Commissions, books, etc. A patreon! And redbubble merchandise!
BUT FOR NOW… we get to go be social. My Bro&Co is in town from SEATTLE!
