I think I’ve mentioned that I’ve decided to move. I thought I had a nifty place lined up, but it fell through so I’m spending most of my time looking for the new place.
What is that so exhausting? Of course, I’m also packing and everything is in chaos. Messes usually don’t bother me too much, but my current house with boxes everywhere is beyond the pale at the moment.
I just want this over and us (me and two cats) moved and the computer set up in the new place with a solid net connection.
Sigh… they, whoever they are, say change keeps you young. I must be 12 again.
Write well and often,