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Black coffee. The movers are coming today to move the last of my furniture out of my place and into a storage unit. I'm going to remain here in Mom's house for a bit, until I decide where I want to live.
I've taken this opportunity to get rid of so much stuff. It's been very liberating. I'm keeping the bare minimum, plus a few things that mean a lot to me, like the old oak table and mismatched chairs that my sister lovingly refinished for me 30 years or so ago. I love that table. A couple of very early sewing machine treadles. My loom and spinning wheel. Bed, washer and dryer, and 2 rocking chairs. I'm set.
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