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We are preparing for our second, and final, sale. This one is officially our 'moving sale.' The first one was our 'get rid of shit sale.' I think it fair to say that the first sale involved a preponderance of objects which I wished had NEVER darkened my door.

This sale is more ambitious, since it involves moving out furniture that is in active use, like most of the beds.

Until this evening I had thought that 8/14, when we must officially vacate (by eight AM!) was leaping towards us at near rocket speeds. As I contemplate life without my bed time stretches, until the next 12 days loom as an impeneterable miasma of pain, discomfort, or at least mild annoyance.

So, I've 'rested' long enough, time to get back to moving furniture (You wouldn't believe the things that we found behind the bed!).