The wind is howling fiercely outside. While I was out earlier, it actually knocked me back two steps before I regained my footing. As one of my favorite astrologers wrote, "This is no time to look backwards and mourn the past. The past is over, and the memories are fading. The future is before us, and waiting."
My community came together and got most of the last of my stuff moved to the new place. I am blessed to have them. I meet with the clean-out and clean-up crew tomorrow and they will take everything that was left behind and then do an exit cleaning when they are done. It will take most of the day, but it will be well worth it.
Most of the stuff brought into the new place has been set up and dealt with, though there are, as ever, a few tweaks left to be done.
Goodnight.