Aside from yesterday's spat of reluctance, my move to Bellingham went very well. Odin was such a little trooper, not minding the roadtrip at all. When he wasn't hopping around in the back of my car, he was on my lap doing what he does best and that is chewing on my hand. He seems to like our new home well enough and by the time I was ready to hit the sack, he was a stoned heap of fur next to his mouse toy. He hit the catnip pretty hard.

I feel incredibly silly for my post yesterday. After dinner with Kris, I spent the evening cheerfully hanging up my clothes, setting up my computer and rummaging through the rest of my belongings. I was pretty happy and today, still am. I really am an odd case!