Removing some old chemistry from the garage. Paint etc. Strange kinda analogy there. *grins*
I almost didn't go inside. Better that I hadn't, I think.
There's nothing there. Just a house. With a whole lotta memories. Mostly good from my perspective.
Sitting in a neighborhood bar. Having a cold one before I drive back into town.
Must be my allergies. My eyes seem to be watering.
Made some progress today. Not enough. But some. Been a rainy day today.
Talked to Herself for a bit today. She seems pretty upbeat about the whole thing too. Supposed to close tomorrow at 1100. Neither of us has a clue where the fuck that is supposed to happen.
She sounds good. I'm glad. But I need to get outta here soon. Maybe I'll stop and get a sixer or something. Or find a new neighborhood bar.
Called in today and just went ahead and took the rest of the week off. Maybe I'll be able to get some rest.
Probably will need to do something about anwindow covering of some kind for my bed room. Little bright in there last night or this morning. Was after 130 when I finally laid down and shut my eyes.
But. As I said. Progress of some kind has been made. Took a couple of things back out to the storage room. I have too much stuff. More shedding of stuff will be required. Gonna be crowded in my little corner of the world otherwise. I'll have to give this some serious thought.
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