Paul and I found a new apartment that actually is big enough. There was just something that didn’t feel right about that three bedroom apartment in this complex. At one point I realized that we were inventing excuses to not take it, because we knew deep down that it was just too small. We started to look online for an alternate place and the first thing Paul found looked great. So we went to see it, and it was very nice, two bedroom and plenty of room. At least 200 square feet bigger than the three bedroom in this complex. And it’s closer to the airport, so will save Paul quite a bit of commuting time.

So we’re moving to South Portland next month. I believe I’ve done what I could at this point for the move, so now I’m in a holding pattern. I can’t really start any big projects because they will be interrupted with the moving and planning. I can’t do any more planning for the move because it’s too early. I can’t sell my washer and dryer yet because we still need them. It’s like when you wake up early for work, can’t fall back asleep, and don’t really have enough time to do anything productive. You’re just stuck.

I’m still trying to work though. I’ve been doing updates to my company’s website, and those are coming along rather nicely. I really hate web programming, but it must be done. I tired of the current look a few months ago. That tends to happen with web pages. Need something new and shiny every now and then. But our other projects, including my book, are on hold until after the move, when I’ll have a clear head again and will be able to focus all my attention on them.