Congratulations to me because I'm moving to Maine. I'm quite proud of the fact that D.H. and I are making the move without jobs. Well, scared is more like it. I'm hoping at least one of us will have a job when we move up there. I just keep hoping that it's all I thought it was. I don't want to be disappointed. I also want to at least be able to afford the apartment we'll be living in. I keep looking at the deposits for these apartments and it's just through the roof. I'm going to pack my life away and hopefully throw some stuff out (by throwing out I mean donating to charity) in the process. I have no idea how I accumulated so much crap. There is just too much stuff. I have high hopes of finally being able to take a yoga class, exercising regularly, cooking more regularly, but I know all that won't happen right away. I have to make that happen. So, I must go now to pack up all the knick knacks I don't need to hopefully move soon. I hope somebody else wants to help us move out because I can't lift anything. Won't that be interesting?
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