Today I'm moving stuff. We have one of our bedrooms filled with books, my sewing machine, defunct computers, guitars, and several other things. I need to move all that to the livingroom and sort it. Then I'll either get my men to build bookshelves, do it myself, or pack it back up and move it to the V-berth.
lordwolve needs to move in this month and we need to make room. The V was going to be his, but the bed is to small. So, we need to find another room, and the first step is moving our storage room to another room.
I have the first step done. I got the biggest box, practically a trunk, of books out. Now, I just need to get everything else out... The bed it covered and piled up.
Other then that, things are ok... Except the dock master's driving me nuts. She's harassing my friends when they come over. She's done it twice now. ...Just because she has no friends is no reason to attack mine. The first time I understood part of it... They didn't know where the bathroom was and pissed on the property. When she told me she kept going on after I said I'd talk to them; she went on and on. I finally said "THANK you, I'll talk to them" and walked away. I managed to keep a smile the whole time. (I was/am so proud of that.) Then she started her inquisitor act on a friend another time, too. So I'm hoping she knocks it off before my friends quit coming over.
Other then that, things are normal. Life as usual. The kids have been fighting some earlier, but are playing nice now. (They're playing Pirate Dice.) Alan's working hard. I'm trying to stay sane(ish).
witchabroad said we'd go out in Philly sometime before she leaves. It should be a good time. We haven't had much time to really talk and I'm hoping we'll get a chance to get to know each other some. She seems like a cool chic.
lalala...