Apartment in near-total disarray. Books all packed. Found my great-uncle's mezuzah and a few other relics, which means I can pretty much ditch the box o' crap it was in. I need a treasure box that's less at risk of being donated by mistake.
I think the only other easily packable things are the dishes/kitchenware and the art supplies. The rest is all in the realm of I Have No Earthly Idea.
dymaxion is keeping me on track and sane; this may need to be a team effort.
Bella looking at me suspiciously. Lapsang mewing piteously. They surely know something is amiss.