48 Hours & Counting...

As I sit here blogging with yet another repair guy here at the house I can't help but think I should be working on something a little more productive.

But I wrote all my girls yesterday.

My house is relatively clean as the result of having my landlord in town and being given 30 minutes warning before Monday's repair crew showed up and a mere 15 for yesterday's visit.

The washing machine is running its first load of laundry in about 6 months. They claimed it's fixed, but I'm still a skeptic or just really forgetful on how long each load takes.

I mean, there is the challenge of packing for my 2+ weeks home but I think my current plan is brilliant- pack only the essentials (running shoes, ipod, makeup, an outfit or two) and then just go shopping when I get there. And with that little of packing to do, I'll just take a nap after work on Thursday and then stay up since I have to leave my house by 0400 to get to the airport in time.

Brilliant.

Alright, shortest repair guy visit all week. Time to go spend time with my Nico kitty before he goes to his boarding school tomorrow evening to have his second lesson in "family living + dog" while I'm gone.