In the past week(ish) I:

Consulted with a lawyer, negotiated with my *slumlord* and broke my lease. Had my car break down stranding me at my mom’s. Worked *extra* remotely until I got it repaired.

Apartment shopped, negotiated and signed a new lease.

Closed out utilities for current apartment. Set up utilities for a new apartment. And closed out utilities for my subletted Chicago apartment.

Deep cleaned every inch of old apartment and had the deathtrap inspected by the fire and building departments.

Moved out (stairs only, on the third floor). Moved in. To my dream apartment. With an elevator.

Covered a hurricane, historic power outage and presidential declaration of a state of emergency. Lived without power for days.

Started recording a podcast my colleagues and I have been working on for ~ 8 months.

Drove back and forth to my hometown 4 times to save mom from lack of power. Got stranded once due to gas shortage/power outages.

Did a grocery haul for me and for mom to replace everything we lost.

Shot friends’ maternity photos. Sold furniture. Unpacked and decorated.

Now I sleep.