I think they call the in-between places “liminal spaces” but my head is so fried I might have just made that up.
We’re now in the part of our big move where the shipping company is going to pack up and inventory the majority of what’s left, with a large percentage (in weight) for us to heave in the land fill.
One thing we’ve learned about humans as part of this process is a lot of the world sucks. I mean real low life horrible poop-heads. Or maybe it’s just the ones who hang out on Facebook Marketplace who not only want your brand new stuff at low ball prices but they also want a million photographs of the item and they want it delivered to their door two hours away right now (with implied threats of getting your account disabled if you don’t comply with every demand)
Fortunately there are some lovely people too, otherwise what little sanity we have left would have oozed out of our ears.
The cats have been entertained with our antics so at least someone is having fun.