fairies!

The mother of one of David's friends noticed that I am disorganized and overwhelmed. She and her sons helped us move some things last week, then she got another friend and cleaned both my old house and my new house for a very reasonable fee.

All it took was to be completely pathetic and dramatically unsuccessful in my efforts to do everything on the WA end by myself the last month. But it was worth it. I have no problem humiliating myself to get what I need -- I don't have any limits, really, as far as I can tell.

That's a joke, of course. Being male, and with a guardian/protector personality, I find it difficult to ask people for help. But my family and friends have been very good to me lately -- helping me with house stuff, loaning me money, watching my kids, etc -- it makes me feel for people who have no network to count on.

I kind of think it's our responsibility to have that kind of personal support. I feel like we have an obligation to not be so selfish or curmudgeonly or self-destructive or scary or high-maintenance that we don't have friends, and must rely on the kindness of strangers when we're in need. Just a thought.

In other news, the latest house sale seems to be proceeding without too many complications, so that's nice.