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Is something wrong?She saidOf course there isYou're still aliveShe saidOh do I deserve to be?Is that the question? And if so, if soWho answers?Who answers?

You know who answers? Me. That's who. I had this playing last night while I was unpacking boxes in my office and it struck me. Yeah, you can knock me down. Again. And again. And again. But motherfucker, I get back up. I always get back up. I'm still alive.

We were unpacking machines yesterday. Given my short time at home this week, we had to be. I am not leaving poor B to do all this on her own. Especially my shit downstairs. I went off on as much as I could. She knocked out the kitchen which is no small feat. We're nowhere near done, but damn if we didn't make a mountain back into a molehill.

I also managed to work yesterday. Laid down some audio tracks for one of our CBTs. OMG recording in my new space was wonderful. One take, no noise. Took longer to transcode the file than to record it. I was so happy about that. I also modified and prepared one of three classes I need to get done for 2019.

Only one thing I didn't get done which has to happen today and that's find my work clothes. I found clothes, but not the ones I need to pack. The problem is I used clothes as packing material in some boxes and I need to open everything to find what I am looking for down there. Is what it is. But damn if I don't find them I am screwed. I will have to go to the store and buy 4 shirts and a pair of pants. That ain't happening.

Made car reservations for TN. I decided I don't want to dick with cabs and the like. Fuck it. Came out cheaper than six days of a rental car and parking.

Time to get my ass back to the salt mines.