OMG. How I miss my “youth”. I am so exhausted, mentally and physically.
This youth that I am missing dates back to May 6, 2022.
Since then, I know I have been MIA.
The action included flying to Michigan, house hunting, buying a house, some socializing with family (as time permitted between house hunting and buying a house, trying to get the fuck out of Detroit (supposed to be home late Saturday; finally got home Monday morning), packing, packing, and more packing, trying to vet and schedule movers.
Think we have found reputable movers who can adhere to our move-out schedule (although delivery date is very flexible on their end). That will be a huge weight off of the shoulders.
Meanwhile, we have 26 years worth of accumulated crap to pack up.
And yes, there are many stories to tell about our 2 weeks in Michigan, but they are just going to have to wait – and so will you.