Where have I been?

Homeless.  Still homeless.  We hope to be un-homeless in a week or so.  Keep your fingers crossed.

Life on the streets is hard.

Last Day of Packing

It's the last day of packing before our move tomorrow.  My sore back and I are left to do this last day of labor alone together.  (Can something be "alone together?")

What I wouldn't give to have a job right now.  This post isn't about that, though, so don't tune out.

Our box count is already around 45 . . . and I'd say I have at least 25% of the house remaining to be packed.  The question I keep coming back to is "How did I get so much crap?"

But, I already know the answer.  I'm a crap collector.  I love crap.  LOVE it.  And, so does Troubletron.  This year of living the frugal lifestyle has been a serious impediment to our acquiring of more crap, and it's hurt us both to change our spending ways.  But, that makes this moving process even more insulting.  I haven't bought new crap in months--or over a year--and we had a yard sale a month ago and got rid of A TON of our crap--yet there is still so much crap to pack.

Crap.