Still no resolution on house purchase. Even after a 3 hour meeting with the builder, and his realtor, the boat anchor. The man is dead weight. We need to cut him loose if we're ever going to get anywhere.
However, I wouldn't trust myself with a knife right now.
When you find yourself in the grocery store going crazy because they don't carry your favorite yogurt... guess what? It's not strictly about the yogurt... it's because all your creature comforts are m.i.a., your enjoyable routines have disappeared, you miss your friends and all the pleasurable contacts you've built over the years, everything familiar is gone and now... to top it all off - no freaking yogurt.
Add to that, the dismay of returning to the parking lot and noticing your California plates in a sea of North Carolina plates and feeling an actual pang.
You're untethered.

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