A bear is dead

And the bear was killed by Sarah.  Fueled by the anticipation of moving out, Sarah has begun going through the rooms that hold the memories of the last 21 years of her life.  Yes, rooms.  I hear that a lot of people have more than one room. Anyways, I have packed 4 boxes plus miscellaneous, from one day's work.  I'm impressed!  I'd be shocked if I could do that well and I love throwing stuff out and reorganizing.

So as long as Sarah needs me to clean up after the dead bears, well, I will be pitching out dead bears.  Maybe dead bundys.  I don't ask.  I am grateful to help out.