All this moving, cleaning, coordinating painters, electricians, termite slayers has worn me down. Much like mile 22 of a marathon, the goal no longer outweighs fatigue and quitting seems not only reasonable but long overdue. Plus I haven't worked in six months and have zero interest in writing anything other than an occasional post right here. But, like mile 22, on I go.
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I bet that electrician can tell you why he knows you'll be all right.
Hang in there.
Soon it will be over and you'll find yourself sitting somewhere totally new with nothing to do, just sitting like a bump on a log for a while...resting.
Like long-tern nap time.
Naps are GOOD.
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