Well. Moving day has come and gone. My new apartment is beautiful. I love, love, LOVE it. The only problem? It's on the third floor. And there is no elevator.
So! That means lots and lots of stairs. And when you're moving tons of stuff, those stairs are not your friend. You stand at the bottom of the staircase, look up, and groan. But there's nothing to be done but start climbing. And I climbed those stairs a LOT the past two days.
On the bright side, stair-climbing is one of the best exercises for your heart. And let me tell you, my heart was pumping away numerous times. And since I now have to climb those stairs every day, my heart can only love me for it, right? :-)
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