So I'm notoriously bad about mailing things, even though I really love mail and packages and assembling things to send to people. However, I've been re-inspired, and have since turned my living room into a craft factory. I've gotten really into making my own cards . . . some good letters and packages are coming your way, people! No pics so as not to ruin the surprise. :)
Or perhaps I'm just emulating the chaos of the post office because things are so freakin' crazy in my life . . . for instance: one day off in 19 days! Yikes. Way too much work, folks. Also, my new roommate announced last night that her job, too, is coming to an end, and so she's moving back up to Humboldt County July 1. Man oh man oh man . . . and since I've pretty much decided that I'm not ready for co-habitation, this means I gotta start the grueling roommate search yet again. Or just crawl under my blankets and pretend it isn't happening. Or moonlight as a phone sex operator so that I can afford the whole rent by myself and not have to get a roommate. What do y'all think?
All this frenzy and exhaustion and stress just makes me miss Georgia and want to be home visiting my family. Soon, though! I fly into Atlanta June 5 and get to stay till the 14th! (My grandma, G$, is turning 90 . . . that's OLD, y'all. Feel free to send her scotch--it's her favorite thing in the world). These are some of the things I'm looking forward to in Georgia:
me, stepmama, mama, sissy
daddy
sweet tea
the Brick Store in Decatur--my favorite place to sit with my sis over a long lunch
the worst dog in the world: Ignatius R. Kiefer
Until then, I'm off to brave the relentless rain and make my maimed boy some cookies. Hope Monday's been kind!