Ah, much better.
Woke up around nineish, after the skylight-induced false start at around 6am. Wandered downstairs, made some coffee, cooked some breakfast, devoured it in my underwear. (Not by the window, though.) Lazed around for a bit, listened to some music, read a cranky couple's descriptions of serial killers and mass murderers.
I feel good today. I think this new place is going to be a very good thing for my sanity. Towards the end at the old place it was getting impossible to enjoy anything, and that held true no matter how far I was from that shithole.
...or maybe it's just the coffee talking.
Anyway, picnic today, then some more cleaning and moving. Work on wednesday. Whee.
I feel good today. I think this new place is going to be a very good thing for my sanity. Towards the end at the old place it was getting impossible to enjoy anything, and that held true no matter how far I was from that shithole.
...or maybe it's just the coffee talking.
Anyway, picnic today, then some more cleaning and moving. Work on wednesday. Whee.