Clean and ready to go
The house is clean, mostly, and ready to go. Whether I am is another matter. I’m sneaking a note from my dad’s computer because he’s on a tight totalitarian schedule. However, when I showed up to his house this morning, he wasn’t even here.
Cleaning and packing was hectic yesterday. Wish I had time to elaborate, but maybe it’s better I didn’t.
The house isn’t quite spotless (apologies to my landlord, who has been very nice to me), but it’s probably cleaner than it’s ever been left by previous tenants, so that’s a start.
As I was driving to my dad’s from a friend’s house where I stayed the night, there was a blanket of fog that covered farm fields. It was beautiful and mysterious, that beautiful time in the morning, one I don’t see often enough because of my night schedule. Ah, morning.
Ah morning! There’s not enough Mountain Dew in my system.
Don’t expect to be able to update for a while, but we should be taking pictures.
