I've been at it for hours. Stopping now and then to do something different. Getting some help from the man on moving the larger objects. The sun is starting to come out and it looks wonderful on the snow. Hoagy probably wants a walk and he might get a short one in a bit. I'm going to make tea and then go back at it. I don't feel too annoyed - in fact, I don't feel upset at all. Just slightly overwhelmed but I knew that would happen. The room is full of more than a mess. It is full of the thoughts, passions, and dearness of a girl I love. That's very clear.