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dancerjodiDays home by myself are always very productive - mind-boggling so even! They are also very quiet inside and very loud outside as cars speed by, kids are yelled by their mom (the one next-door with the manly voice) and other kids play in the driveways. Kids in this neighborhood are limited to playing in driveways. Gone are the days of playing kickball in the street when people drive by going 55 in a residential area.
Dad came by to bring me some boxes, see Max and chat for a bit. A bit ended up being over an hour - maybe it was two. Its been a tough day for the family, putting the first of the kittens to rest. My dad was astounded to see how good Max looks relative to the two, uh, one cat left at their house.
Brian called earlier from fanzillacon and said its lame. He was in his normal street clothes heading off by himself to find lunch on the streets of Worcester. I'll head to take a shower and then go off to run some errands and attend a cook-out at an old co-worker's house. They are having a housewarming/celebrating graduation and a new job/celebrating 25 years together as a schmoopy couple party. I'm hoping to get the dirt on the most recent round of layoffs there . . . though leaving was tough it was definitely good for me in the long run.
Its very weird - I'm running out of things to pack. Soon I'll start throwing random things into boxes that don't really go together and marking them "Msc". We keep experiencing the lasts: the last time cooking dinner in our stove, the last time doing a load of dishes in the dishwasher, the last time my Dad sees the house, the last time, last time, last time . . .
Dad came by to bring me some boxes, see Max and chat for a bit. A bit ended up being over an hour - maybe it was two. Its been a tough day for the family, putting the first of the kittens to rest. My dad was astounded to see how good Max looks relative to the two, uh, one cat left at their house.
Brian called earlier from fanzillacon and said its lame. He was in his normal street clothes heading off by himself to find lunch on the streets of Worcester. I'll head to take a shower and then go off to run some errands and attend a cook-out at an old co-worker's house. They are having a housewarming/celebrating graduation and a new job/celebrating 25 years together as a schmoopy couple party. I'm hoping to get the dirt on the most recent round of layoffs there . . . though leaving was tough it was definitely good for me in the long run.
Its very weird - I'm running out of things to pack. Soon I'll start throwing random things into boxes that don't really go together and marking them "Msc". We keep experiencing the lasts: the last time cooking dinner in our stove, the last time doing a load of dishes in the dishwasher, the last time my Dad sees the house, the last time, last time, last time . . .
