It’s quiet… Too quiet…

That’s because I’ve been, packing, cleaning and throwing out the tons and tons of garbage that other folks left behind.  I’ve spent the past few weeks overloading the trash pickup with all the clothes, junk, lost remotes, thermometers, bits and bobs of all sorts.  Oddly none of it was mine in the first place.  On top of that, packing my own stuff up, organizing it and getting ready to put some in storage and the rest going with me to a temporary living arrangement.

It will be nice to finally live in a house where the others pickup after themselves.  [Edit] This is the part where I complained of the other inhabitants housekeeping skills or lack there of…  Let’s just say I took pictures just to promise myself never to get into another relationship like that again.  After a few years of that, I finally gave up cleaning up after everyone else and only cleaned up after myself and my pets.

Although I’m not thrilled having a roommate right off the bat.  It does, however, give me the ability to save up some money and prepare to go on my own for a bit.  Then later, should I hook up with anyone after that, then that would be just fine.

“It will be nice to get back to a normal life.” {ahem}