Here's the short version:
Please don't send me any cards until further notice because 1) I won't be able to send anything out myself until late in the fall at the earliest, 2) even at that point, I won't be getting any new cards in order to accumulate trade material, and 3) I won't be at my current address for more than a few more weeks.
The slightly expanded version:
You may have noticed my little "vacation" here at Playing With My Cards. It's something that I'd hoped wouldn't last as long as it has, or as long as it yet will last. Long story short, bankruptcy, foreclosure, and all of those things you read about happening to other people have hit my family. All is going to be well. To a large extent, we're all looking forward to a fresh start. So, this isn't a woe is me kind of thing.
But it does mean an unexpected and undesirable break from blogging and trading at least until the later part of this year. And when I can resume trading, it's going to have to be on a small scale, as I'm not going to be able to add to my collection appreciably for perhaps a few years. I do very much look forward to resuming the fun on this blog when we're settled into whatever our new living situation may be.
And I'll still be here as an avid reader of what's happening with all of you throughout the summer.
Thanks in advance for the well-wishes. I'll be back when I can. In the meantime, see you in the comments section.
Oh, and I would be remiss if I were to fail to mention the way in which baseball once again proved why it's something that transcends wins and losses, statistics and contracts. The day in which I learned that I was going to lose my house ended with a giant smile on my face thanks to having the opportunity to listen to Vin Scully call a Clayton Kershaw no-hitter. You just can't script this stuff.
Have a great summer. Be well, and I'll see you all here again soon. Thanks.