I'm finally done moving, and I've actually gotten 14 pages written just since Monday, while also being back doing real estate. It's a scary thing to get back into the groove. About 3 - 4 hours per day organizing stuff, too. We effectively have the equivalent of a two car garage stuffed to the rafters with boxes and bins - so this'll be a while, but I feel like we're home now.
I even have all the equipment in my evil laser death ray room set up, although I'm still organizing it a bit. Yes, I really DO have an evil laser death ray, too. It's an Epilog 70 watt industrial grade laser that I use in our craft and engraving business. Sneaky person that I am, I actually MAKE my own closing gifts, which allows me to be nicer to my clients that simply purchasing something that's subject to the legal limit. (Yes, it's actually against the law in Oklahoma for us to give something expensive to our clients as a thank you for using us to buy a house. I refuse to discuss the appropriate tax implications for selling to myself.)
My wife and I also joke that we now have a maid and butler here. The entire house has wood look ceramic tile, so these ARE the droids you're looking for. We bought two Roombas, one to sweep every other day, the other to mop on the opposite days. With the hours we both work, it's quite amazing how clean the floor stays. And yes, I have them named R2D2 and C3PO.
On a final note - B flat. Oh, wait, that's not it. I want everyone to remember that Cal's Earth is not OUR Earth. So, if a political or famous figure doesn't exactly act like you think they should, or something isn't quite perfect... alternate universe. I'm bringing this up as a reminder, because things are getting exciting on a lot of fronts, and Cal's not the only one who has been having an issue with growing up.