Excuse my recent absence from this site. (Or maybe you reveled in it. If so, don’t feel compelled to tell me. I’m fragile, you know.) Moving a household is a time-consuming, stress-inducing pastime. Eight days ago, I was living in a 2,600-square-foot home. Today, I’m hunkered down in a 900-square-foot rented condo, one bedroom of which has been converted to an in situ storage facility. The result is many conversations like this:

“Where’s the toothpaste?”

“In one of the boxes in the storage room.”

[Pause]

“I’m going to the drugstore.”

But there’s celebration to be found in this circumstance: After two years on the market, my home finally belongs to someone else. It feels good — as long as I don’t dwell on how much money I lost in the process. Good thing WAW provides a fine income.

Oops. Strike that last thought. Turns out I don’t make a dime doing this. I’d write more, but I have to go dig for toothpaste now. I can’t afford to be throwing cash around the drugstore.

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