Jan 26, 2013 16:43
Somehow just having days of "work, home, work, home, work, home" makes me busy enough to ... not post.
So.. lemme 'splain. No, 'splaining would take too long. Let me sum up.
Closed on the house August 30th. Moved in that evening.
Mother came in to town a few weeks later to help me unpack and set up.
Mother left. I has house to myself.
Lots of work and home stuff.
Jack the mouse passed away on Halloween.
I hosted Thanksgiving for myself, the boy, and friends. Much food was made and eaten.
Boy moved in on Dec 21st.
Christmas tree was obtained and decorated with both our family traditions.
I cooked a Game of Thrones meal for Christmas dinner. Much deliciousness.
Met the boy's younger sister, who is awesome.
Had the obligatory "deep thoughts of last year" on New Year's Eve. Got slightly drunk with the boy.
Grandpa turned 92.
Boy turned 30. Gave him a Kindle with all of Terry Pratchett's books on it. Was told it was the best birthday present he'd ever had. Warm fuzzies all around.
Grandpa's health declined rapidly. Passed away on the 10th.
Flew to Texas on the 12th.
Funeral on the 13th.
Stayed 5 days to help mom and spend time with friends and family. (Emory's bereavement policy is very nice).
Flew home on the 19th. Was missed lots by my human and animal roommates. Competition between who missed me more (cats or boy) is fierce and tied.
More work.
And today, we went to Home Depot and got primer and things and the pink guest room (where boy is sleeping) is now white-ish-very-very-light-pink. Need one more gallon to do a second coat. Will be painting the second coat next weekend, and then likely the actual color (some light grey/olive/green color) after that. Boy's manliness will be restored.
And that's what's been going on. Maybe I can convince him to get Firehouse for dinner. Mmmmm sammiches.