I'm moving...really

I have lived in the same house for 10 years. Before that, I lived in the same house for 8 years. Before that, I lived in the same house for 3 years. I'm not going to be living in a house now. I'm going from 21 years of home accumulation to a 3 bedroom apartment. I really don't know how I'm going to do it. It's frightening to even fathom where I am going to put 21 years of STUFF. Most of the 21 years of stuff is coming with me. Very little is staying behind. A bed, a chest of drawers, and some junk is staying behind. The rest is mine. What does that say about me? That I am the hoarder of all things possessional? I'm not sure if that is the word I want to use but I like it. It rolls off of the tongue easily. It becomes a post on Twitter.

What a difference 8 months makes....

I'm getting a divorce. BAM, there you go. Not the plan I had 22 years ago. Not even a year ago. Not even 6 months ago. But it's happening and alot of it is my fault.