I know, I know... I have a lot of catching up to do.
My 2018 ended with a purchase of a new home, while much of 2019 (thus far) was spent packing up the old place and moving into the new one. (I dare not use the term "unpacking" as my office/studio room is still filled with clutter yet to be organized.)
The last time I moved was four years ago, into a lovely 2-bedroom apartment in Sierra Madre, CA. As I was fairly happy there, I told myself I wouldn't move out unless I experienced either a significant life change, or California's plate tectonics deemed it absolutely necessary. Fortunately, it was a life change for the better.
For my previous move, I took a week off work, and had everything ready for a housewarming party a few weeks later. But moving into this new townhouse took a lot more ou...