Still kicking...

I figure a good chunk of the fatigue I experienced last night was due to having awakened at about 3:30 am the morning previous, to the thought that—in order to get everything done that needed to get done—I'd have to get this done, and that done as well, not to mention this other thing over here. I tossed and turned until almost 5 am, and then got up.

I spent the night at the kids' place and then left this morning while everyone was still asleep. I managed to get another truckload (more or less) loaded and moved to the storage space before returning the vehicle.

So now I'm left with a sort of triage: stuff to throw out, stuff to squirrel away, and stuff to take with me back to Houston.

But first... lunch!