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[m_of_disguise]

Made it home in time to see M for a little while last night before he left, though we didn't get to spend much of that time together. He had some last-minute work dropped on his desk that he was rushing to finish, and then it was a flurry of last minute Man Packing Duffel Bag, and then off he went. He is now safely in Iowa.

I ordered Indian food and did nothing else. I ruined Tiger's night by killing a bug he was chasing. He kept pushing his nose up under the shoe I used to squash it and then looking at me all forlorn.

Put in a pickup order for the corded petticoat stuff I needed from Joann's, so that's good and taken care of. I'll swing by Home Depot for the rope/cording I need on the way home, and maybe get a batch of tacos.

There's a bit of cleaning I need to do before I can dive into the petticoat shenanigans, since M didn't have time to finish the dishes before he left and I can't just let them sit there for the next week. The house also needs a good vacuum and a tidying. Then, petticoats!

Comments

[danabren]

WHYYYY do men pack 5 minutes before they leave and then get stressed and snappish and invariably forget something, instead of starting (at least) the night before?

[m_of_disguise]

It drives me completely insane. Last trip, M threw in a load of laundry the same morning he had to leave, and then just tossed all the laundry into his duffel bag before leaving for the airport. Just...WHY.

[danabren]

When we still went to pennsic, I started packing a week before we left. By the night before I was cooking all the food and double checking my lists. Cyborg was just hanging out on the sofa, not even packing yet. ARGH.