It's been a month...
The 'rents have moved out...it is official...well, their bodies aren't here, most of their belongings are gone. Their mail is still coming here, baseball cards still around, and some other detritus. Let's do the mail first. Dad wanted to wait until he officially changed his address with the Department of Motor Vehicles to change his address with the Post Office. Well, all right, not a big deal. I see him almost every day at Joe's Diner, and go over to the new place 3 or 4 times a week. He changed his address at the DMV, after asking everyone he met everywhere how to go about doing this. I had suggested he go online (he is paying a lot for internet access!!!) and look up how to do this, easily and quickly. That just wasn't enough. Dad went to the Bridgeport DMV, got the form, did the paper, and got the stickers. Then he spent the next week asking everyone he met everywhere about putting on the stickers...where do they go...uh huh. ...