I could use lots of good wishes (or prayers, if you pray) sent my way

My lone (disabled) self has two weeks in which to pack into air-tight containers and bags virtually all the contents of our extremely cluttered 1200-square-foot apartment, so that they can be moved into storage for a year. "Everything needs to be off the floor, and out of drawers and shelves and closets," said the exterminator guy. "Everything" includes several thousand books, dozens of large boxes constituting Joe's fabric art collection, and two hundred (cardboard) boxes filled with my family papers.

And those bedbugs? All 1M+ of them? (Real number; I did the math.) They're all competing to drink my blood. It's like living with one million miniature vampires. I don't think I've ever been so heavily courted in my life.

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