So technically this isn't really day one. It's 12:35am so I'm already in day 2, but this is the first chance I've had to sit down since oh well Friday at about 4pm.

For the most part I can't say that I've had much time to consider my current circumstances. My apartment smells like a kennel... I'm not kidding. I don't know what they did, but between last week when I checked it out ( and it smelled fine ) and today it turned into a dog kennel.

The weather forecast is for rain, more rain, and then snow and more snow. WTF? Did someone turn back the seasons and not tell me. We've had more snow since I took my snow tires off my car than we had all winter long. So that means I won' be opening the windows to air the place out.

Well as places go it could be worse. My kids came by today and we went for a swim. They have an indoor pool and the kids really liked it. So they at least are happy, thought it is obvious that they still don't really get it.

Right now it looks as if a bomb exploded in here. There is crap everywhere. OMG I put the futon together 4 times before getting it right. I kept attaching it wrong, taking it apart, turning the main piece around, deciding it couldn't go on that way and reattaching the old way.

I haven't lived alone in 15 years and I must say it is weird. Being alone in a house that you know someone will come back to isn't the same. There is a psychological difference that really hit me around 11:30 tonight. This has to be the quietest apartment I've ever lived in. So far the only thing I've heard is the elevator going up and down once in a while.

I think I need some sleep. I was up until 2:30am yesterday and then moving all day today. I'm feeling a little punch drunk from lack of sleep.