8 days left.

Crazy to look at all the stuff that's still here that needs to go away.

We dodged a bullet on that landlady.  She called in the midst of a manic episode just in time for us to stop payment on the check that would have committed us to sharing a wall with a full-on nut job with a key to our home.  Only problem is we still have nowhere to live in Ft. Pierce.  There's always the boat of course...