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In late February we moved into a new place and began sharing a house with my retired parents. The good news is, they will neither starve nor be homeless. Yay! Then the leak started. Within a week, the first floor of the house became a mold dank basement and the landlord was an ambitious contestant on America's New Top Slumlord.

So April has been taken up with evidence gathering, lawyers, rental-hunting, lease-breaking, pulling a second security deposit out of our ass, and moving a SECOND time since the end of February. The good news is, we got the first security deposit back and are only out some cheap bookshelves and a lot of mental resources, but we'll get over it.

The new place has a better layout for kludging two households together, their ancient cat and our two young cats have a decent professional working relationship when Ancient Cat is not being a total catbag, and I can finally do fancy luxurious things like sit on my damned couch and write.