Two more days of phone-sitting, and then this job is done.
I meant to bring my short story to work on today and I totally forgot it. Grumble. Oh well. I guess today I'll catch up on all that TWoP reading I couldn't get to last week, and I'll write tomorrow. It's not like I won't have plenty of time to write after tomorrow, anyway.
I did remember to bring my knitting, at least. Today I just might finish the shawl that might be Miss Tess's bridesmaid shawl or might just be a pretty addition to my own wardrobe, depending on what color scheme we settle on. I'm ready to start pushing Matt toward colors that will coordinate with the shawl, though, because that thing has been a bitch to knit.
The weekend: Matt and I saw Walk the Line at the dollar movies, and it was good. I also watched Battlestar Galactica, and it was fracking awesome. Yesterday I cleaned and cooked and worked on organizing my bathroom, and managed to clear off an entire shelf for Matt, which for me was quite the accomplishment. It meant letting go of and throwing out many bottles of various product with thismuch (*holds thumb and forefinger close together*) stuff left in the bottom that I kept because I knew I'd get around to emptying into the newer bottles someday. My relief at being rid of the clutter outweighs my guilt at being wasteful. And hey, there's room for Matt's stuff in the bathroom now, finally. Go team me!
Speaking of, since after tomorrow I'll no longer have a job to carpool to, Matt's coming home with me tomorrow night to stay at the house and drive my car until he can finally get his truck back into drivable condition. I'm excited, but also a little nervous. It will be interesting having him there for that long, almost like a dry run for the marriage. Of course, he'll be sleeping on the sleeper sofa, which with the early hours he keeps means I'm not going to have access to my living room in the evenings; but fortunately my mom and I watch most of the same shows during the week, so I can just hang out with her until my bedtime rolls around. At any rate, things will simple up so much once we're married and sharing a bedroom.
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I wish I could work on my writing at work. Oh wait, I do!
I hope the dry run goes well. Did you see the Friends episode when Chandler moves in with Monica, and she starts sobbing that she has to live with a boy? Yeah. She's not far off. It's an adjustment, for sure.
Well it's only been a few days, and things have been so crazy-hectic that we haven't had time to do much adjusting. But for now we've got separate sleeping quarters and separate bathrooms, so we've been pretty conflict-free. He's started moving his stuff over, though, so I'm sure things are about to get interesting.
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