Moving on... down?

Yep, after I do this whole graduating thing, I'll be moving south of here to live with my mother. *sigh. Not that I mind living with my mother; on the contrary, if one must live with one's mother, she's the mother one should have. I think that made sense. Anyway, it's the principle of the thing that's a bit depressing. But I have a project for this summer, seeing as I couldn't get a job: cleaning and renovating Mom's house. For those of you who haven't been there, the house has never been pristine. Now, however, it's a bit of a storage facility for everyone in the family, myself included. I'll be sorting through all that stuff, painting, fixing some broken furniture, and refinishing the floor. OK, the refinishing of the floor will probably be done professionally, but still, I have to give them a place to start, right?