Lonely television

After trying unsuccessfully to either sell or freecycle our TV, it is sitting on the curb outside our old apartment. If you'd like it, come get it:

13 Waterhouse St.
Somerville, MA

Gratimove

primalpastry did an awesome job cleaning our old place once it was emptied out. imlad did the finishing touches while I was rehearsing, and talked to our crazy landlady today to let her know we'd gone and to see about our security deposit. Three of my four new housemates helped with some massive furniture arrangement and other unpacking, and made me laugh a lot.

I am so fried at this point that sleep is what's waiting for me now, not more writing. But I'm grateful: for amazing people, for an absolutely gorgeous day, for a beautiful new home, and for being out, finally, of a place that never quite felt like home. Pulling my energy back from it, in the brief house-closing ritual imlad and I did, felt easy and swift and strengthening.