The Move is Over... Long Live the Move.

Yes, the new office is shaping up quite nicely. Now, this weekend, I'm helping another friend move, and in a month, I'll be moving my fiancee. I am the Sisyphus of the furniture world. I'm surprised I could make such a quip in my current state of tiredness. I'm even more surprised I just used a word like quip. Sounds dirty. Quip.

Anyway, I'm slowly getting my life back, getting my bills paid, and trying to enjoy the few free minutes I have each week. By the end of the month, I will have submitted We Can Reschedule to a short story competition, and should have Hit and Run off to a few more publishers/agents. Keep your fingers crossed for me.

And go see Shaun of the Dead! It's been a while since I've see a movie that I feel I have to insist people go watch. Them Brits is funny.

Oh, the humanity...
Moving is no fun. Especially when what you’re moving is a lucrative dermatology practice. There’s heavy lifting, phone calls, more calls, meetings, more lifting, more planning more more more more. But today we finished moving in and we’re ready for business tomorrow! That’s the good news. The bad news is, lots more unpacking to do, so I will be exhausted for quite some time. I hope there’s a story in this somewhere. Also, for those of you who care, I’m sick. Getting over the flu or a cold or some kind of mystery virus. And I spread it around the office. Sharing is caring, right?