There's No Place Like Home

We are in the new place, have been for a couple of days. Still surrounded by boxes, but my desk has appeared and I know where the cups are in the cabinet. This morning I instinctively reach for the correct drawer to find a spoon. We're getting there.

On that note, Happy Earth Day. Celebrate your favorite spot on our dear, dear planet today. Pick up some trash. Smell a flower. Sing along with the birds.

Hello?

Hello, poor neglected blog. I am strung out on stress and may not be able to string a coherent sentence together thus, a list.

•We found a house, a nice house with a porch and a funky backyard. We are packing and getting ready to move. I had forgotten what a grueling task packing can be – wish me luck.

•Lefty and The Kid are both suffering from terrible allergies featuring snot, coughing and sneezing.

•I have been doing some very good writing, work of which I am particularly proud.

•I have just about had it with putting on a bra for a ten minute trip to the store. Do I really have to do that? Really?!

I am really completely overwhelmed with the enormity of the task of packing the house up. Any advice for me?