A little at a time...

I remember a story a few years back about a woman who covered a mountainside with flowers, by planting just a few each year.

That what it feels like to move this way. Each day you put in a hours effort on your way to work. and in about a week and a half to two weeks it's all there but the bed. Then you just roll that up and take it over.

You are in and ready to start over.

Being a book lover however has it's drawbacks. Books are heavy. 170 books are really heavy.

Anyway, hopefully things will settle out better here and I can remain here for a good long time, or until I find exactly where I'm supposed to call home for what remains of my life.

I'm sleepy now, go night night soon.

Take care of yourselves,
Roving jack