Wendi has the key to her new apartment. I’ll be getting the key to my roommate’s place today, if all goes well.

It has begun.

I’ll be moving first. It’s only a huge undertaking because of how long we’ve been entrenched in this house, not because of how much stuff there is to move. I’m firmly focused on the idea of junking as much junk as possible as I move. I’m not going to a very large space, and the next place I inhabit afterward probably won’t be that much larger. It therefore behooves me to keep the amount of packrattage to a bare minimum.

It should be an interesting couple of weeks. Hell, it should be an interesting life…