Mid-April Monte Report

I'm not in a good space. After much effort and quite a bit of wonderful help from friends and family, "I moved my stuff to Washington." Note the quotes. They denote sarcasm. The plan was to move ALL my stuff. A rough estimate is that only a third of my stuff made it onto the truck. I am too annoyed right now to explain why the truck had so much empty space en route to Washington. If my elementary school math is correct, I am left with two-thirds of my stuff still languishing in my apartment. Therefore, I am a big fat grump who is in a bad space, trying to plan out my next steps. Thanks for listening.