Internists
Man, I slept for like 8 hours yesterday. If I get hopeless enough to freeze up because I don't know what to do, I just go on standby. I slept on the couch, then the bed, then back on the couch.
I took long enough to find the going price of all of the things I could sell. Depreciation on technology is insane.
KJ came home, and it was a grim scene. I was groggy from sleeping, and he was tired from sanding 1000 square feet of wood floor. We didn't settle much.
KJ asked me what I'd decided to sell, and I gave him the list. One of the items was my older camera--used for a year, but sellable at less than half of what I paid for it. He protested because I told him that he could have it. I countered by pointing out that he never used it.
He finally told me that I could sell whatever I want, if I really wanted to sell my dignity. Easy to be proud, I thought, when you don't have to pay the bills. Not a fair thought, really. It's all one money pot. It all keeps us alive.