I gave up on trying to work with this sinus infection at about 4 yesterday. Good call: my ears are now blocked up, but spending the morning in bed with a Patricia McKillip novel has at least avoided the worst of the gunk. It's all backed up in my head, but at least I'm not blowing my nose every thirty seconds.
Lee, I'm so impressed with your moving!fu! I wish I could have helped, but between the dogs and my folks and all, I've felt a bit overwhelmed the last few weeks.
Those Asics are bright. Wow.
Yes yes, congrats on the move, Lee!
Hope your new house is as wonderful as you are, Lee!
Yay, Lee! Good luck with the move.
Scrappy, lots of luck at the pound.
I want ita !'s workplace. (God, that looks so awkward.)
I have already erased those shoes from my brain. They were *horrible*.
Matt, you were more polite than I would have been.
Happy Move and Happy new home Lee!
Either Dita managed to get out in the split second the door was a tiny bit open when the movers first got here or she has found a really really good hiding place. Either way, I think I am about to lose my shit rather completely.
Ack, Lee! I have known many cats to freak out on move day and find exciting!new!hiding places. You'll find her, I'm sure.
DITA!! You get out here right now, missy.
Oh lord, Dita -- I bet she's hiding. But she should COME OUT NOW. DIIIIITAAAAA!!! COME OOOUUUTTTT NOOOOOWWWWW!!!
(I hope she heard me...)
