A call yesterday with S, the social worker. They still have some trepidation about how he'll react, but they've decided it's OK for me to visit. I'll go up to see him tomorrow afternoon.
I have some trepidation, too. But I'm trying not to dwell on any of the scenarios that come to mind. It'll be what it'll be. And I'll know soon enough what that is.
Good progress re: the apartment. Thanks to the consultant, we've got a dealer who produced a decent bid for a couple of pieces of furniture that aren't totally decrepit (the cats took their toll). It'll help defray some of the moving costs. Mover is hired, too. On Monday the dealer and the mover will descend on the place. By Monday evening it'll be empty. I won't be visiting again. Movers will get here Tuesday afternoon and they'll unload straight into storage. And that's that. Just phone work to do now. I've canceled cable and I still need to shut down the utilities and the phone.
So. The new reality.
I'll post again as soon as I can see it through the fog.
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