Normally I take my multivitamin and a prescription stomach acid reducer, but I'm at the old house and Mrs. can't find them at our new home so I'm doing without until I drive the truck there for the first trip later tonight.

Yes, I'm stressing. We need the hand truck to move the washer and dryer and it had a flat tire and Mrs. and our friend forgot the compressor at our new home on their last trip there.

They are taking a trip there now in our pickup truck with a full load to bring back the compressor so we can load the appliances onto the rental truck along with other stuff.

I just pray Mrs. doesn't blame me for the moving disaster later. Right now she says she finally understands my saying all I need to move is a suitcase with clothes, medicines, laptop, and two computer screens.

Those family items she has lugged around for thirty years and hasn't used or looked at once in that time, and having no children, and no relatives deserving of anything have taken on a much lower value to her now--not worth taking.

We will not have enough time to get everything moved or the trash taken out, so we'll just be taking the important things and leaving the rest.

I'm about useless as I can't walk twenty feet on my own, let alone carry anything so that is causing me major guilt stress. We had a communications failure that caused me to believe she had arranged movers three weeks ago when she had not. So now we're struggling and will have to leave 3/4 of our things behind, we can't even get the beds or most furniture since neither of us can carry or move it.

My life sucks.

But it will suck in a nice home.

With room for a bed some day.