I packed up my studio today.  I'm too busy to paiint and I want to get started.  I feel a little overwhelmed.  These are the times I hate being alone.  There's Christmas and moving; both huge chores.  I know I will get it all done.  I always do.

Contingencies; real estate is all about contingencies.  As of today, I don't have a house in Portland.  I thought I did, but now I don't.  So, I either find a house in the next couple of days or it's storage for my belongings.  It would be so much easier to move in somewhere directly, but if it's not to be, then it's not to be.  My sister reminds me that perhaps it's time to let go.  Isn't that advice all of us obsessive personalities love?

So, I will give it one more try, with one more house, and then I'll let go.