When the mice are away…

Baph took the family down to Florida to visit the grandparents et al. I had to stay because I have prior obligations I could not get out of without seriously screwing people over. Oh darn. So here I am, sitting at home alone, for the first time in… uh? I don’t remember. I know this has happened before for at least an overnight but I don’t remember when it was. No matter, the important part is, I’m here alone for the whole weekend with minimal obligations. As usual, there are so many things I’d LOVE to do that I normally feel hampered from that there’s really no way one measly weekend will work, but hey, I’m excited to see how much I will get done. Some things are “responsible adult” things that I have a hard time with because I need all my concentration and attention to do them. Some of them are just things that I could do SO much faster if there was no one around to interrupt and sidetrack me. Then there is some stuff I’d do anyway but only late at night in bits and pieces. Working on this blog is one of the latter. I have several pieces I want to work on and there’s absolutely no reason I can’t get them all done in a weekend. Maybe tonight? Maybe not. Definitely tomorrow. Just to give you a taste of what’s coming here’s a partial list:


  • an FAQ about being a cleaner
  • dealing with CAPD and how it affects my future goals in ASL interpreting
  • dealing with Second Son’s transition from the home
  • dealing with Lil Miss and her future developmental/psych evaluation
  • transferring stories from LJ to here in the proper categories


However, right now, the first night without family, I am going to drink a couple of Mike’s black cherry lemonades with my BFF, LaFemme, and maybe later play some SWTOR and/or begin  the task of adapting Lysistrata for radio. I didn’t take a nap today so I’m not sure how long I’ll stay up. Knowing me, I’ll be up a while.

now I must go and make some spinach florentine for our salmon dinner. Oh yeah, when the mice are away, the cat dines on salmon.



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