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Sam only has to work one more day this week (Tuesday) and then he might have to go back in on Sunday for a couple of hours. However, depending on how far they get on the whole "End of Season" clean-up, his father might not force him to come into the kitchen, especially since he won't even be there long enough to make money to cover the gas it'd take to get there and back. I suspect that, like last year, things are going to be dead enough this week that they'll have ample time to start getting into the nooks and crannies before the official last day.
What this means is I'll be able to make plans to do things on weekday afternoons and evenings, possibly sign the kiddo up for Boy Scouts. I'm apprehensive on this due to the organization's history of discrimination on the basis of sexual orientation, and I'm not fond of my money being used to fund it. However, given where I live, there's a very short list of things I can do to socialize him more, and he of course only understands that he wants to do this really cool thing.
I have to talk to the landlords this week about replacing the kitchen floor and finding out what the hell is causing it to fall in in places. I suspect (and hope) this is just the result of last year's busted pipe, and it's not anything we've done or part of a larger problem. It's only the kitchen floor (believe me, I'm the paranoid sort to walk through the entire house looking for other signs of problems and so far, nothing.) I'm not looking forward to several days of having strangers in my home, but we sort of need a floor to walk on, regardless of my anxiety. Today and tomorrow will be spent cleaning in preparation of that. I'm still wondering how they're going to move the refrigerator to replace the floor there since one area it's sinking in/weakening is right in front of it. I bet they'll come up with a solution.
Actually, part of today will be trick-or-treating for the kiddo. Today from 4:00 - 6:00 downtown businesses here will be giving out candy to trick-or-treaters. It's something they do every year since we don't have much in the way of neighborhoods around here, unless you count driving down winding mountain roads from farm to farm. (Okay, parts of it aren't that rural, but it's not far off.) Last year, the kiddo made off with a fair bit of candy, and they shut off access to main street so it's safe for us to walk around. It's quite impressive and pleasant. After that, we'll be doing laundry. Ugh.
This month's budget may be shot since I fear I'm about to have to sink a lot of money into the truck in the form of new brakes. I'm hoping Sam can throw in a little toward that.
In WoW news, I got Savitry up to 70 and now she's tearing through the Borean Tundra. I'm going to push hard to get her up higher and then see if I can't wrangle some guildies into helping me learn how to tank. Even if I can't use her in Steadfast raids, it'll be nice to have her on stand-by for those nights when there's too many DPS and Folami can't go. There's always pugs (I know, I know) looking for tanks. I really love DPS on Folami, but I'm learning there's just something completely awesome about pulling four or five monsters and watching them try really hard to kill me and fail. All the while, I'm bashing their faces in. It's quite different than all those times I had to witness Folami getting overrun and squished.
And now to go snuggle with Sam for a bit since I've had a bad bout of anxiety-induced insomnia this weekend. Blargh.
What this means is I'll be able to make plans to do things on weekday afternoons and evenings, possibly sign the kiddo up for Boy Scouts. I'm apprehensive on this due to the organization's history of discrimination on the basis of sexual orientation, and I'm not fond of my money being used to fund it. However, given where I live, there's a very short list of things I can do to socialize him more, and he of course only understands that he wants to do this really cool thing.
I have to talk to the landlords this week about replacing the kitchen floor and finding out what the hell is causing it to fall in in places. I suspect (and hope) this is just the result of last year's busted pipe, and it's not anything we've done or part of a larger problem. It's only the kitchen floor (believe me, I'm the paranoid sort to walk through the entire house looking for other signs of problems and so far, nothing.) I'm not looking forward to several days of having strangers in my home, but we sort of need a floor to walk on, regardless of my anxiety. Today and tomorrow will be spent cleaning in preparation of that. I'm still wondering how they're going to move the refrigerator to replace the floor there since one area it's sinking in/weakening is right in front of it. I bet they'll come up with a solution.
Actually, part of today will be trick-or-treating for the kiddo. Today from 4:00 - 6:00 downtown businesses here will be giving out candy to trick-or-treaters. It's something they do every year since we don't have much in the way of neighborhoods around here, unless you count driving down winding mountain roads from farm to farm. (Okay, parts of it aren't that rural, but it's not far off.) Last year, the kiddo made off with a fair bit of candy, and they shut off access to main street so it's safe for us to walk around. It's quite impressive and pleasant. After that, we'll be doing laundry. Ugh.
This month's budget may be shot since I fear I'm about to have to sink a lot of money into the truck in the form of new brakes. I'm hoping Sam can throw in a little toward that.
In WoW news, I got Savitry up to 70 and now she's tearing through the Borean Tundra. I'm going to push hard to get her up higher and then see if I can't wrangle some guildies into helping me learn how to tank. Even if I can't use her in Steadfast raids, it'll be nice to have her on stand-by for those nights when there's too many DPS and Folami can't go. There's always pugs (I know, I know) looking for tanks. I really love DPS on Folami, but I'm learning there's just something completely awesome about pulling four or five monsters and watching them try really hard to kill me and fail. All the while, I'm bashing their faces in. It's quite different than all those times I had to witness Folami getting overrun and squished.
And now to go snuggle with Sam for a bit since I've had a bad bout of anxiety-induced insomnia this weekend. Blargh.
