All Things Profane and Sacred

Well, the week is proceeding on, and I can't wait to be a little more bored with my life. Ran into work this morning, ran up to the rez, took the damn hell bar exam, ran back to the farm, packed, dazedly drove up I5 (thinking gorey thoughts all while cars whizzed by), got in and am ready for Phase II: figuring out what the hell we can bring on the plane, and Phase III: dropping the dogs off at the unsuspecting boarding facility.

We have found a place to move to, so, as soon as we fly in on Monday, it will be off to the rental truck place, and the loading and unloading and the blah blah blah.