I miss this place.

I think the subtle sore throat I've been carrying around for the last 3 weeks has turned into something worse.   One of my ears feels stuffed ... like the car trunks of the Black Friday shoppers.  Too much pressure.

But the kitchen is packed.  My dining room is filling up of a sturdily constructed tower of boxes.  I'm starting to get the itch to move all the stuff to the new place.  December 10 (the day I must be out of my apartment) can't come soon enough.