March!

More than a month - a command!

And we are leaving lovely 1721 here for somewhat unknown territory, territories. Thrust under the grinding wheels of progress, I am out of here at some unknown date, eviction! Got served a three-day Pay OR Quit notice while in Boston visiting the very ill and time-challenged Gene Bellabona. Marshall flew me in, first class, for dim sum with the two of them, the result of a phone conversation in December while they were eating in Boston's Chinatown.

That trip brought this action here into play, as I was unable to have even known of this in time to deal adequately with all that it brings with it.

Life will go on.

But, the collected amounts of stuff, endless. I have already loaded a carful to Goodwill and there will be more. Can I comfortably walk away from this all? Yes, yes, and yes. What's the alternative? A shopping cart reality for the duration? I think not.

Friends. Family. Sister Mary is coming down from her retreat in the mountains of Boulder Creek above San Jose/Santa Cruz to collect the artworks and give them safe haven until. All else is subject to disbursement and getting disposed of, one way or another. SO much to deal with as we open boxes untouched for near a decade. Mercy.

The dust. My eyes!

But all seems remarkably even for such weird territory. It's all new to me, folks.

Have dealt with the Department of Social Services trying to keep some of this above water. Back when first going for assistance, I got a notice saying I was not to get anything because my spouse (not her again?) hadn't filled out some form. Uh huh. May this work in my favor, but at the time, it was death to the spirit, as the system is apt to do so well.

Tuesday I was found to be disabled. This is old news, but my legs and feet emoted themselves into a hurtful limp as I went to get this evaluation. Good until May 27 - a three-month window. Plus, they didn't receive the paper work for Food Stamps or whatever they all it now (a not so bad to handle plastic card - oh, it's called an EDB card).

Now I have to seek medical assistance from more Free circumstances, such as the Free Clinic over near the Beverly Center.

I am busy.

But, greetings from a fresh month. What fun lies ahead!