old. oldoldold.

Jan 25, 2010 19:57

So, I'm sitting on the famous corduroy couch, under a blanket made for me and Kyle as a wedding present, two cats curled up on my feet at 7:50...and I'm seriously debating going to be after I finish writing this.

I'm 26, going on 85. I can't run for more than a quarter of a mile, I can't eat spicy foods before bed, and I'm sleepy now. My, look where I've gotten. :)

Kyle and I have been living in Cincinnati for nearly 6 months, and it really does feel like home now. A cold, cold home. Gas and electric bills for a house make me nostalgic for apartment living. Our bills were nice an manageable then. On the flips side, we were able to babysit our nephew Henry this last weekend, something we would not have easily been able to do had we not been an easy car ride away. Worth it, in my opinion.

I have to pee, I'm losing feeling in my cat-buried feet and there's an electric blanket calling my name. I'm going to hang out here for a few more minutes and put my sorry ass in bed, happily. :)

Happy LJ Revival '010!

revival, henry, old, cincinnati, run, kyle, money

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