The movers have come and gone. There are still piles of stuff, packed and unpacked, strewn about my place. In the next couple of days they’ll be stowed or donated or abandoned or tossed. Already I wish I had let go of more.
I’ll be benefiting from the kindness of my friends during this interim period until I have a new fixed residence. There will be another trip to Asheville starting in the middle of next week.
I am so tired I could puke.