Wednesday, July 21, 1999

I almost didn't get out of bed this morning. Matt was even helping, but I just didn't want to get vertical. Matt would haul me up, and I would flop back on the bed, laughing hysterically. It sortof reminded me of being a little kid, when I played a game with my dad to pretend to sleep through all sorts of nonsense when he was trying to get me up for school. And Crusade is on tonight, which means I'll be up late again. Don't expect me to be coherent in the morning, that's all I'm going to say!


We think the house might actually be done on time - which means we've got just a little more than a month to go before we move in. Wow. That's kindof scary to think about, actually. In a little more than a month, we'll be home-owners. (Well, home-mortgagers, anyway.) We need to start getting organized for the move, too. Anyone out there who reads this journal and who volunteered to help us move, please let me know whether you're still planning on helping, and whether you'd rather have pizza, subs, or whatever to eat at the post-move party.

Matt and I also need to get busy and go buy a refrigerator. Luckily, we already discussed some of the possible options and neither of us want any of the fancy trimmings like a side-by-side 'fridge or an icemaker. So we'll probably be able to pick up the 'fridge pretty reasonably, and it won't require installation - just plug it in and stick it in its nook.

And we need to decide whether we're going to get rid of our current couch when we move, or take it to the new house. That decision may hinge on how exactly how much cash we'll have to turn over at closing. Ah, the joys... Maybe it's a good thing there isn't going to be a Sci-Con this year; we wouldn't really be able to afford it anyway.


The Fresh Market two doors down from our bank is a little health-obsessed, over-priced grocery store, but they have some of the best produce in the area. (You have to watch out for the organically grown produce, of course - in my experience, "organically grown" doesn't really mean "healthier" so much as "way too expensive.") But I stopped in there yesterday after Weight Watchers and they had nectarines that were the size of my fist and perfectly ripe. I had one (along with some blueberries) for dinner last night.

Yum.

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