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What I need, I decided, is a laptop. I even picked one out but I didn’t purchase it yet. But I will because I’ve realized that the obstacle between me and this blog is the slope of eleven stairs that lead me to the basement of this rental house where I have set up my computer.

It’s the worst home office ever, located under the stairs in the basement, steps from the washing machine. The world’s most uncomfortable stool sits in front of the workbench where my desktop lives now. Kitty litter sticks to my feet when I walk past the litter boxes to there. It’s not great.

I chose that spot because it has access to good electrical outlets but that’s the only winning feature. The house is small and full of people—my mom, two sons, my husband, me and our two cats. So I don’t have a room of my own, just a corner in the basement and it doesn’t make me want to sit and write. But I want to sit and write.

So I need that laptop because tapping on this phone with my index finger is too slow.

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The first month here—July—felt like living in a vacation rental because our little house is a partly furnished place. And of course, it took the moving truck 9 or 10 days to arrive.

I applied for a bunch of jobs and ended up back at Hobby Lobby where I’m working full-time and mostly enjoying the work. I just feel like I have no time.

I haven’t unpacked everything because this rental is temporary but who knows how temporary. I don’t love the unknown but am trying to go with the flow even when the flow is white water rapids. I won’t drown. Right?

My closet is smaller than ever. I’m being downsized against my will.

Okay. So that’s what’s up. I’m hoping to get a laptop so I can write more.