You need to stay in school.

Most everything packed except the kitchen and bathroom. The former will take a bit of time, the latter not so much. DYA's at yoga, I'm thinking of having a liedown until she gets home, though maybe I'll get a second (third?) wind and get started on the kitchen. I'm getting close to my psychological limit but still in fairly good spirits.

This is the moving report.

I wish I had time and energy to write about the more exciting things going on in my life, or at least the amusing stories, including the talkative cabby obsessed with "tittybars" and the fleeing from shopping center security for taking cardboard boxes out of the dumpsters, but ah well.