So I had to sit down and have a talk to the 'mos on Sunday... and the Tuesday previous - by Sunday I was just pissed. Now don't get me wrong, I love my little fairies, but they are here ALL THE TIME and I was getting mighty sick of it. Especially when the bf says (with a giggle) 'oh yeah, nobody's living at my apartment!'. Do not tell me these things. Worse, do not tell me these things with a giggle. So we had it out and it all went well.
On other fronts, looks like I'm moving into PC's place for September. I'm looking forward to it and I think it's a good move... even mom and dad didn't hemmorage, which, really, is a fairly big deal. We even went so far as to discuss it. We're not big discussers on issues such as these, so it worries me slightly. I was prepared for more drama. I was not disappointed by the lack thereof.
There's more to tell but I'm tired tonight... I've got to get to bed so I can get up in a few hours to watch the clock.
"Give a girl the right shoes and she'll conquer the world"