In the interim...

Somewhere along the way, Mom asked why I didn't just move things into her garage and live with her until I got things figured out. So, on Sep 12, some family and friends who are VERY gifted packers helped me load and move everything from the condo and somehow fit it into Mom's garage. Stuff is floor to ceiling with one small path around the edges!

Mom has lived in this house since I started 1st grade. I am staying in the room where I grew up. How's that for things coming full circle? It is still uncertain how long I will be living here, but I am getting ahead of myself in the story.

Just wanted to say a public "thank you" to Mom for her graciousness, not only in allowing me to stay here, and for all the "fringe benefits" of living with her, but also for giving up her garage, particularly during this cold, messy winter we are having.