Goodbye house

It’s done. The condo is sold. Closing is done and keys are delivered. The new owners are probably there right now moving in. I don’t live there anymore. I have no connection to that place that still feels like home. Actually, I have no connection to ANYPLACE.

I just read in my “how to write a blog” book that one should never write in all caps. I don’t think they said anything about underlining, though.

It really makes me rather sick to my stomach to think about my house being gone. That may actually be because I just had lunch, though. They served this nasty crab salad made of fake crabmeat.

The fact of the matter is, I ought to be ELATED (there I go again!). I need the money big time, and I’m making $100,000.00, which will pay the outrageous rent here for a good long while. I spoke to my tax man and he said there are no taxes on the profit (because there isn’t a large enough profit), and that my rent here is tax deductible, so I guess I can now financially afford to go on a bit longer.