Oct. 23rd, 2003

threeplusfire: (owl)
Melynda's cheerfully unemployed and driving to Houston, the last mouse is dead, and I have an appointment in two hours for the dress. Now if only I could get a decent night's sleep.

The tentative weekend plan is as follows: D&D friday night after work, laziness Saturday, moving furniture and books on Sunday, and then taking Monday off to hang out with Melynda. Sometime before Sunday I've got to get the bedroom cleaned up.

On the first we're driving to Bryan to see Alan's family. His mother seems to be doing well. The doctors have told her it was a very small tumor and still in the early stages, but they will do some rounds of radiation and then a little chemo to make sure it doesn't spread. But we'll be having dinner with everyone, and his parents are giving us an armoire so we finally have somewhere to keep our clothes. It will be weird to go from more than a year of living out of suitcases and bags to having a more usual lifestyle.

damn it

Oct. 23rd, 2003 01:55 pm
threeplusfire: (bring it on)
I just heard another bloody damned mouse scurry across the sheet rock.

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