Well, I'm officially a resident of the retirement community.
My bank account was decluttered of a substantial sum,
but it's done -- papers signed, keys handed over.

I'm still staying at the treatment center at this point,
and there's my old apartment that needs packing up and moving.
But I've secured my destination at last,
and I can make the moves in my own good time.

Tomorrow I drive back to my old apartment to sort and throw out some more/donate some more stuff.
It should be very different now that the major de-clutter
of furniture was done, one week ago.