Moving is simply an excuse to dust.

I am still chasing little academic papers around and stepping on them as I complete my current academic term. By three p.m. tomorrow I will be fully done and I can get on to the task at hand: my relocation. The new apartment is both smaller and less expensive than my digs of the last four plus years, so I’ll be living more within my means and without some things that mean something to me. I’m not sure what will get the axe just yet but all of this stuff can’t possibly fit. None of it is worth storing so Good Will may get some of its sales back.

Sorry I don’t have more time to kibbutz but I have forty papers to grade and a nap to get in before dawn.