"I'm already tired and sore"

It is about 1pm. Getting ready to go up the new place. Wow.

Movers are 80% done. I need a shower. We were awake for about 10 minutes, had coffee, Doug started working and then bemoaned he was already tired and sore. 

Hard same. 

Doug and I only had one argument and that's because he thought I wasn't packing my bag with my clothes in it to take to the new house... I had laundry to fold, and I was watching videos to get myself psyched up.  And I got mad at him for misplacing the roll of packing tape but I didn't flip out. 

We won't have internet at the new place, I'm not sure if I can successfully update this on my phone later. I hate thumb typing. 

The movers are doing all the furniture, we packed just about everything else ourselves. There's still stuff in the kitchen but we'll be back here tomorrow for everything we didn't get packed up yet. In fact it was funny, we packed so much stuff that they guys were looking at our lamps, and offered to put them in the truck, but they'd have to crack open the boxes, for one box. 

I told them not to do it. Hilarious. we will just drive our lamps tomorrow. 

I mostly want to make sure that the patio table gets packed. 

Oh and they figured out a lamp solution. Without the boxes. Safely. 

Publishing now, so I can see if I can update later. 

digits

exercise: x/12 hours.  

blood glucose:

6am: 108
xpm: x
xpm: x

food & meds:
6am: jardiance+phentermine
1pm: protein bar
2pm: met+glip