HP is safely entrenched in Tokyo for orientation, exhausted and nervous but out-of-his-mind excited.
Elsa is excelling at outdoor-only potty training.
I only have five or six more boxes of stuff left in my apartment.
I plan on taking a long, looong shower tonight and scrubbing the hell out of my sweaty I-just-moved-my-entire-life-into-boxes skin.
Small things make me feel a lot better.
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