I miss the days when the military moved us, but since then, I’ve become quite adept at it myself. It’s just this move. I’m judging it by all my past moves and I shouldn’t. But then, it shouldn’t be this difficult.
So it has to be an outside factor, and I’m inclined to blame it on the mold in this place. Maybe once I can leave the door open for an hour or two a day, I can get more done. One thing is sure — I won’t be using the A/C. If there is mold in the walls, there is mold in that little unit, as well.
Anyway, I’m off to bed. Something I ate didn’t agree with me, and I need to go lie down for the duration.
See you in the morning.
Have a good night!