Moving.

Wow. Moving is so hard to do. I mean the actual moving and packing part. I kinda hate this part. I know I've only packed one box, but I am NOT looking forward to packing more. Not at all. Jack, the dog, is needing to go out for the third time in an hour. Why? Why? And why am I watching "Sixteen Wishes"? Wow, long day. Busy day. Tired I am. So tired.