Stated in positive a light:
Or, more realistically (in my experience, anyway):
That pretty much sums up how my move went last week. Not sure what happened, exactly, but let's just say that if I received a grade for my management of this project, I would have been grateful for a Pity "C".
I am shamed. Any experienced military spouse, current or former, would be well within her/his rights to regard me with scorn and even mock me heartily.
But derision aside, the actual moving portion of the program is more or less over. (Almost) everything is contained within the 1800 sqft cube that I call my own. I got the main hub of my media/entertainment system set up last night, including my wireless network. Maybe tonight I'll get around to unpacking our clothes. A girl has to have her priorities, you know.