Mission Accomplished

The deed is done. The house closing went through on time, despite a few last minute worries. The move is complete, despite a marathon session that ran nonstop from Saturday 6:00 AM to Sunday 7:00 PM, in sub-freezing temperatures. The 50 year old back and knees held out, barely. But minus one house and a quarter million dollars of debt, I can finally sit back and breathe a sigh of relief.

It will be awhile before the new reality sinks in, when I can sit in front of the computer and not be nagged by guilt that I am putting off some prudential task of home maintenance. A few tasks remain - mainly that of organizing and disposing of the mountains of residual stuff that once accumulated in the various closets, rooms and basement nooks of my former four bedroom abode, now inelegantly piled in my apartment like some tectonic upheaval, whose only evident organizational principle seems to be the necessity to leave a single narrow lane free for travel between the garage door and the bedroom. But the clock is ticking on its demise. It will melt away in the coming months as surely as the winter snows. And I will be free!