Woke up feeling *wretched*. Stoopid allergies. There's a reason why I moved to the Pacific Northwest, and it's for the rain. Rain means lower pollen counts, and overall more happiness for the Stephie (or, more accurately, the Stephie's sinuses). Got better as the day went on - mmm, allergy meds.
As sorta scared as I am about the move, I'm also at the point where I can't wait to get out of this house. Ma and I have been clashing a smidge (more than usual), and I'm about ready to move on. Now there's just that whole job-finding thing...*shudder*
*yawn* Woo, I'm boring.