Today was exhausting—but productive. I rented a U-Haul and tackled the overwhelming task of cleaning out my 6,000-square-foot house, the one the government is seizing. After hours of packing, lifting, and walking up and down stairs (at least 30 trips!), I’ve managed to get about 95% of my belongings into storage. All my clothes, personal items, and what’s left of my life are now tucked away in my mom’s basement.
My dog, Guy, was with me through it all. He’s my constant companion, and I love him dearly. He seemed anxious today, likely from the chaos of the move and being in a new environment. I’m hoping he’ll adjust to life at my mom’s house soon because I know he means as much to her as he does to me.
Physically, I’m wrecked. Between the lifting and constant stair-climbing, I can barely move. But there’s a sense of accomplishment in that soreness—especially since all that activity helped me crush my Apple Fitness goals for the month. I counted the stair-climbing as a workout, and it doubled my move goal for the day, burning an incredible 1,800 calories. It’s a reminder that even small victories, like closing those rings, can feel big in moments like this.
Now, the house is empty, and the reality of my upcoming time in federal prison is starting to sink in. But for now, I’m trying to enjoy what I have. Tonight, I’m curled up on the couch with Guy, watching some good TV. Life is about appreciating the little things, even when the big picture feels overwhelming. And sometimes, being sore from a hard day’s work is a good kind of pain—a reminder that I’m still moving forward.
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