[Current Mood | okay ]

[Listening To | tv ]

Good morning, world. The new week has started, and I’m up and on the couch once again. I heard/felt Shawshank get out of bed before the sun was up, went back to sleep, then felt him climb up to kiss me goodbye before he left for work. Podrick made sure to check on me several times after Shawshank was gone. Even Pippin got into it, and cuddled with me for a couple of minutes.

We worked our butts off yesterday. Shawshank made lunch for us, then we headed across town to Shady Acres to clear some shit out. We made a lot of progress in the basement. His parents have the same problem I had when I was cleaning the house in Rhode Island: forgotten totes that were packed in one city, moved, and never unpacked. In a lot of cases, it’s unclear which city things were originally packed in. Every time we find something – another piece of tech, another collectible jacket – his mother gets angrier. We were already in the basement when she got over yesterday.

“We’re downstairs! We found more knives!” Shawshank yelled up to her.

“Oh, what the fuck“, she replied, exasperated.

Some of the knives were from Shawshank‘s younger mallninja days. He took a couple that were meaningful to him. I grabbed two tins of playing cards and a hockey jersey. Later, one of my father-in-law’s friends met up with Shawshank in the Shady Acres garage, to get first dibs on tools and a truck (also full of tools). He poked through things, made Shawshank an offer on some stuff, promised to think about the truck, and shook on things. He took some stuff right then, and will have an answer about the truck when he pays and gets the rest a little later.

Shawshank is working this morning, and we’re going out to Slightly BiggerTown for groceries when he is off. I’m desperate for hair dye that’s not blue.