A Month

It's almost been a month since my last post. Life has a tendency to intrude. The weather has changed. It is now bitterly cold every day, the sky is generally gray, and we are expecting more snow this afternoon.In short, it's miserable. Thoughts of moving back South float merrily around my head. Unfortunately, love, friendship, theatre, and my political beliefs keep me bound to the North.

This morning was fun. Fay boobie-trapped my purse with fur. She must have at some point decided it was a great place to sleep and shed. By the time I got on the train this morning, the purse fur had transferred to my coat leaving me looking like a crazy cat lady.

Sergio is in Florida already. I had a pretty nice and quiet weekend, if not cold and sort of lonely. It's been a while since I could just curl up in my apartment and pretend to be a hermit. I cleaned, I watched 16 and Pregnant, I slept, I cuddled with Fay. I went to bed at 9:30 last night and actually woke up on time! Yes, I've just described the life of an old lady, but I think one weekend of acting like the elderly is excusable.

I go to Florida on Thursday. I wish it would just hurry up and get here. I'm taking Fay with me so I'm sure this flight is going to be even more fun than usual. And I'm going to have to take a taxi, what joy.

I'm getting a mild headache thinking about all this, so I'll go ahead and stop.