The bedroom in the old place is entirely cleared out, as well as the utility closet. Several hundreds of pounds of junk have been thrown away. Most of the books are now out of the place. I’ll have to figure out whether to save a whole bunch of cleaning supplies and a little bit of food (a couple bags of puffed wheat and a cardboard silo of oatmeal). Oh, and the old record player! I haven’t listened to a record in ages, but I actually own a few dozen of them.
I have to be totally out in less than 48 hours, and tomorrow night I have to go to Dayton to teach. But it’ll happen. I’m on track. Do I look like I’m panicking? Panicking? Panicking?!