A Quiet Day at Home
I was going to do laundry last night when I realized that my detergent was in the old place. Sigh. I'll pick it up tonight.
I have a therapy appointment on Saturday at 2, but I was planning to be in the old place. I need to figure out how to do the video appointment on my phone.
My meeting today was canceled. Cool. I'll be better prepared for it in a couple of weeks.
The maintenance guy came by to look at the basement lights (scaring the hell out of me), and he showed me that one of the mystery light switches turns the lights on. Cool. I won't need to move the shelves to set up my pantry then. The guy coming traumatized the girls though. They have vanished.
I'm thinking of not going to the old place tonight and getting out early tomorrow instead. I'll need to sweep out the storage space during daylight hours. And I could go to Lowe's and get one more shelving unit and start setting up the pantry.
Napped, and overslept. Too late for Lowe's.
Threw myself together and ran to a local grocery store for laundry detergent. I like that store, and it couldn't be closer (four blocks?)
Now I've got laundry going. Mimi's freaked out by the sound of the washer.
I decided to push the truck rental back a week to give me more time to pack stuff up. I still need to finish cleaning out the storage space too. And I'm tired and I have a therapy appointment tomorrow.
The clothes are in the dryer. It seems to be a good washer and dryer. I'm going to bed as soon as I get toasty pajamas out of the wash.