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 Having decided not to talk about housework or erranding anymore, I'm beginning to wonder if I also should consider packing to be under the same umbrella of not actually interesting to anyone but me.  

 

but what else do I have to say?  I did this one thing, then I did another thing, I listened to an audiobook.  I went to the new house to drop off the first in a long line of things awkward enough to pack that I'll just trickle them over. Today was the smaller liberator wedge and the world's most awkwardly balanced bag of rolls of wrapping paper.  

 

I always feel like I should be doing more planning for my time with Spark, creating actual activities rather than just taking her outside and experiencing the joys of arming a toddler with a squirt bottle.  (it's actually straight up amazing)  So I bring weird little pieces of my house over to play with and then feel like I'm trying to insert myself into Delight's house and I bring them all home again, feeling like I've been extra earnest in the bad way.    But tomorrow, I'm hoping to remember to bring the big underthebed plastic container for a pouring station, 

 

Light's sick, Abundance is out at a flogging molly concert with Boisterous and Polyglot.  Friday night, Abundance leaves for Prague.  Hands and Hips are out of town and now that the packing has slacked in its intensity, I want to have fun this weekend outside of the house.  So, maybe I'll figure out what to do with myself by myself.  

 

I ended up trapped under a kitten this evening, unable to access a book or a tablet or anything but the mouse of my computer.  Totally worth it, I still almost cry every time she licks me.  (Funnyface was a constant licker, Skitterypoof is like a once-a-month licker), but I ended up just browsing the BPL website looking for books that I remember reading to add to my everybookever list (which is currently up to 2432).    

 

I have all these authors I remember from high school devouring everything they wrote, but now I can't remember a single distinct novel.   Tony Hillerman, Robert Spenser, Dick Francis, Lloyd Alexander, Robert Aspirin, Barbara Hambly, Robert Silverberg, Thieves World.  A ridiculous number of Star Trek tie-in novels.  I'm pretty sure I even plowed through most of L Ron Hubbard (it had that little atom sticker that said it was scifi, and I spent a lot of time just looking for big books)  

 

Went down an internet hole of trying to figure out some suggestions for stickers to differentiate Abundance's car from all the other vaguely gray cars on the road.  So, instead of a conclusion, bedtime.