I have one more car load of stuff to move from the old place to the new place. It’s mostly clothes, I have to empty my walk-in closet and that’s it.

I do a move out walkthrough with my landlord and we’ll see how much he thinks is justified in charging me for damages. The room that JT used has some damage on the wall, he used bolts to hang artwork so those need to be filled and the wall repainted and the screen door screen needs to be replaced. Otherwise, the house is in perfect condition, with the exception of the awful floors but those aren’t my problem.

I’m glad to be out of there regardless. The landlord is an asshole, not overly responsive and quite smarmy. I take solice in the fact that I’ll never have to speak to him again in my life.

I’m hoping to get $1800 of the $2250 security deposit back, anything less would be a rip-off.

I had my tv mounted on the wall, it looks great.

The yellow cabinet is from my sister Joan’s furniture shop, I really like it.

I’m slowly unpacking and organizing. Too slowly I suppose. The EcoBox’s are going back Wednesday so I have all day tomorrow to empty them and get their contents organized. Although I seem to move often, I really don’t like it. That probably seems unbelievable given how often I do in fact move.

I think that the dogs and I will be happy here.