Goreyboy

I picked up my kitchen cabinet. :-) The guy giving it away was sweet. We bonded briefly over buying older houses and the mystery of the "rolling floor" (where the floor settles with peaks where the beams are - you don't see it but you feel it).

When I got home I cracked the window and smudged my house. It was time to send some folks on to brighter lands.

Then I cut into the cabinet so it'll sit over the plumbing left from the washer. Tomorrow night I'll patch the wall behind it and pick up a countertop and two 2x4s. I need to frame a support for the counter as it travels into the void in the corner between the counter and the stove.

Baby K is coming for the weekend and has already expressed her disappointment that I do not have bunk beds. She's 7 and I fear her visiting this weekend more than taking my sister's Golden for a week or my Mom coming this weekend. Baby K tells you how it is. She also tells anyone else present. She has no filter which I find hysterical and terrifying. It's probably because she's a Ginger.

I got a call from the insurance inspector today asking a few questions and he asked repeatedly if I was living here. This isn't extraordinary - the assumption seems to be that if you buy in this neighborhood you're a slum lord. Then my insurance agent called and told me the letter they send to verify residency was returned as "vacant". This has happened to a few people recently (at Boy brunch Sunday, Senor Ed handed me a card he had sent me that was returned), but I do occasionally get mail, including my change of address confirmation. Tomorrow I am going into work late so I can go to the post office and make sure they know I'm living here. My insurance agent is resending the letter. Hopefully, this'll be the last of the "returned as vacant" issues.

Things I Am Grateful For
Having enough
My house, it makes me smile every time I walk up the path to it
Gypsy and her unwavering if ill fated pursuit of the housefly
Freecycling and the "free" section of Craiglslist
I'm getting my hair cut Tuesday
Weirdly not being overly self conscious at chorus rehearsal when I was the only Tenor 2
Houseplants
TV crushes
Friends who make me laugh

Things I Want Today
A malted milkshake
A sleeve tattoo