Move

The trauma of the actual move has begun. I have spent all day throwing stuff away and moving into the room next to office which has been carpeted and painted. I am set up on two folding tables but I am connected and I have a working phone but not my phone so I just have t keep an eye one on the incoming lights and when I see my old extension light up then I’ll be able to pick up. Marrianne has been the real storm trooper in the process forcing me to throw-a-way things I have been holding onto for years—I was pretty passive aggrieve during the whole thing but it was entertaining—my phones were disconnected for hours and all I could do was step and fetch for Marrianne. Hopefully, Pedro and his Painters will be in tomorrow and will get my office done by tomorrow night, the space can cure over the weekend and I can start moving back in Monday or maybe later. There is some question of moisture in the current carpet from my window on the West. If I fact this is the case then State will have to come in and repair where the moisture is seeping in from—I kind of think the moisture is coming from the bushes on the outside of my windows when the bushes are sprinkled during the summer. So who know how long I am going to be camped out in this office.