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Finally – after an aggravating conversation with a noxious Sunnova customer “service” person – figured out that they need a draft of the 20 Dixon deed for the solar transfer.

I’d like to have a word with whatever jailhouse lawyer drafted this piece of babble: “ownership of the property used to then verify when filed with county clerk’s office.”

Yesterday, picked up used moving boxes from Colony and Priority Mailed the first deposit funds to the realtor. Also did a transfer station run.

Got a message that I was running out of space on Outlook, which meant I was at risk for not being able to send or receive emails. Went through the Inbox and cleared over a Gig and a half.

I referred to Ron as “thing” the other day and he wasn’t very happy about it.

Asked Barrett if they’d be up for an overnight visit with Lizzie so Ron could come with for the home inspection, but they thought it would be too much for them.

Movers will be packing up on the 23rd.

Lizzie’s poor stomach was growling all day yesterday, but she seems to be fine today. She woke us both up last night. She was hungry but also lonely. I did manage to get a couple of hours of sleep in afterwards.

Pretty foliage around Mashpee this week/weekend.

Turns out our buyer is a musician, a harpist in fact. She’s written a book about the Irish harp. Gee, think she’ll fit in here? Like a glove….