Never Move

"I would rather have root canal."

So says my mother about moving. She's right. Moving is the most hideous of all pastimes. Even if you hire movers, the process is ASS.

Maybe the torture of moving would be lessened slightly by having a finished house to move into, but I'm not so sure.

What I do know is that the movers took all of our furniture away on Sunday, so Jim and I are camping in the old house until this weekend at the earliest. But as of April 4, the new tenants take possession and we are officially homeless.

We're the only people I know with two houses and no place to live.