There's no place like home....
Aug. 12th, 2010 08:20 pm![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png){kind=small}
vanillafluffyI haven't been filling in the blanks much lately---Mb and I were in Melbourne all this week, and were supposed to be there through tomorrow, but her SO screwed up and didn't pass along a message about an early morning doctor's appointment tomorrow until it was too late to reschedule. So we packed everything up PDQ and headed for points north.
I have mixed feelings about this. I was really looking forward to watching tonight's forecast meteor showers from the pool---Mb and I have been enjoying moonlit skinny-dipping for the last few days. I've been spoiled by house and car with a/c, which has been lovely.
However, as hot as my house may be, it IS my house, and I don't have to twitch about the TV being loud in the other room, Mb being OMG-a-morning-person, or not being able to turn off the ringer on Captain Ahab's phone, which howls like a siren when it rings. And if I want to get in my car and go to WalMart/the thrift store/to snag a McFlurry---I can. If I want to make a detour between Point A and Point B, I can. Autonomy is GOOD.
Also, not having to deal with short furniture---that couch was built for leprechauns, I swear to St Patrick!---a claustrophobic bathroom, a god-awfully disorganized kitchen (Mb did her best, but I'm reminded of the comedienne who said, "Men are like bears, with furniture."), etc.
I'm not sure if I set a timer for Royal Pains tonight, plus I have a week and a half of DVRing to review. Luckily, we made chili last night, which got sent home with me, so I'll have something swift to reheat and eat.
Not to mention writing that needs to be done, and I really do work best at my own desk.
Home sweet home....
.
I have mixed feelings about this. I was really looking forward to watching tonight's forecast meteor showers from the pool---Mb and I have been enjoying moonlit skinny-dipping for the last few days. I've been spoiled by house and car with a/c, which has been lovely.
However, as hot as my house may be, it IS my house, and I don't have to twitch about the TV being loud in the other room, Mb being OMG-a-morning-person, or not being able to turn off the ringer on Captain Ahab's phone, which howls like a siren when it rings. And if I want to get in my car and go to WalMart/the thrift store/to snag a McFlurry---I can. If I want to make a detour between Point A and Point B, I can. Autonomy is GOOD.
Also, not having to deal with short furniture---that couch was built for leprechauns, I swear to St Patrick!---a claustrophobic bathroom, a god-awfully disorganized kitchen (Mb did her best, but I'm reminded of the comedienne who said, "Men are like bears, with furniture."), etc.
I'm not sure if I set a timer for Royal Pains tonight, plus I have a week and a half of DVRing to review. Luckily, we made chili last night, which got sent home with me, so I'll have something swift to reheat and eat.
Not to mention writing that needs to be done, and I really do work best at my own desk.
Home sweet home....
.