For two days, I've had strangers handling my possessions. I've told them what they could and couldn't take. I hid the bag of marital aids in a knapsack in the closet with our clothes for the next few days along with some other stuff I couldn't bear to have strangers touch.

Now, I just will have to do another day of strangers handling my possessions, but it will be at my new home.

And I'm quite sure it'll involve hours of unpacking.

My sugars have been horrible. I've been totally low sugar for days. Stress and a lack of time to eat have been contributing factors. People always tell me that stress makes your sugars go up. Stress makes me burn through sugars like fire in dry grass.

I've been having a hard time getting in decent meals anywhere. I had an okay lunch, but I didn't get to eat it for two hours. Things like that.

I've been running my ass off and I'm quite sure I've probably lost some weight just doing that, but I'm having a hard time staying hydrated, too, because it's been close to 100 degrees here.

I've called and changed my addresses, snuck in some email and generally, been running my ass off.

I had daycare problems, but finally blew that off. (I'll talk about that another day.)

Just checking in, for those who were wondering.