9:35 a.m. - 2006-01-18
I don’t have much interesting to say in the way of an update. So I’ll simply give a rundown of what’s been going on since I last wrote.
In No Particular Order
J and I moved in together, and I couldn’t be happier. (No, really – couldn’t be happier. What a horrible link to have inserted when I really am feeling quite peaceful and wonderful and right about the move, but I really do love the book and the musical – in different ways. Although I really must add that I cannot abide another Old Navy commercial with Kristin Chenowith. Feh.
Where was I? Oh, yes. The move. It was grand and glorious, even though I was horribly, terribly, wheezingly ill and remained that way for two weeks after we’d moved in. We’re in a much larger space. The cats are ecstatic (they love J!) and no longer freaked out (finally). And best of all, I get to kiss my best friend good night every night.
Well, almost best of all. Best of all might have to be the fucking gi-normous kitchen. It’s a close call.
Mishmas was interesting. I talked J into going to OK with me to meet my family. He really didn’t want to, and I still owe him rather largely for going. We stayed only for Mishmas Eve and left after lunch the next day. Everyone behaved – which rather disconcerted me and convinced J that I am suffering from delusional hysteria. Whatever. They can be very trying. As I was telling my friend S, one of the most horrible things about psychological abuse is the instability – the not knowing whether you’re going to be praised or belittled or hurt or given mad money. S called me recently to reinforce what I had said, with regard to her own family situation. By way of a public service announcement, then – if you’re going to be evil, please be that way all of the time. It would really help me decide to stay away from you.
So…what else. Not much. Happy J. Happy kitchen. Happy kitties. Happy me.
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