Go wild in the country ...

Am here. Am mostly unpacked. Am aching, still, from combination of fourth-floor-no-lift and too many books. (Have defined this figure as 'number it is uncomfortable to pack and carry': thus, any quantity of books exceeding a good-sized Accident.)

Still using R's computer + dial-up + AOL, so won't be catching up properly with LJ / email until I've sorted out my own PC.

Cat #1 greeted me with purrs and head-butts. Cat #2 took one look at me and threw up on the carpet of my new bedroom. "Oh, she does that a lot," said R cheerfully, directing me to Miracle Cat-Vomit Removal Spray.

Also, there is no phone signal. Will have to go for a walk in a minute. (Can pick up texts from time to time, but it's intermittent. I'll be switching networks once I find one that works all over the house.)

Am a small blob of jelly both physically and mentally. Luckily, the new Harry Potter book is perfect reading for this state.