I think we're done

with that whole shockingly expensive move-in routine, that is.  The last bit of it happened today, when you-know-who got a brand new you-know-what.

Yup.  Nice new bed.  And, of course, it can't just be the practical stuff.  What fun would that be?

Yep.  That's a Booda bone, which is even, according to its tag, steak-flavored.

Chilling

With my dog, in my recliner, with a beer, in my own place.  For the first time in... a long time.  It's nice.  Jack suffered some serious sadness when we departed Cousin R's this evening, as he'd developed quite an infatuation with her husband.

I've got some work to do to square this place away, but I think it will work out nicely. 

Things which are annoying

That first trip to Wally World when you’re moving?  You know, the one where you need salt, and mustard, and toilet paper, and coffee filters, and coffee, and oh yeah – a coffee maker.

 

I hate that trip.  I made it twice today. 

 

Tomorrow is download-the-trailer day.