But I’m flustered and behind and sick and not-fully-moved-in and not-paying-attention-to-my-domain and just all-around beat-up. On top of it all, Tom’s getting the sickness, which I’ve been convinced is Captain Tripp’s.
The new place is FABULOUS! It takes me 15 minutes to get to work or school, which means I’m not getting in at 11:30 at night from school to leave for work at 7 the next morning. Not that you care.
Anyway, things need to be set up, a paper needs to be written, laundry needs to be done, and I really need a nap…
