A Treasure Found at Home

feet at lunch on the 25th

Originally uploaded by Hjem.

i had a hard day at work yesterday. that’s about all i’m going to say about it, but it did result in me writing to sp guy to meet me after work for a drink and dinner.

it was just what i needed.

as we sat down i got a call from a number i didn’t recognize. i thought it might be the dentist reminding me again about my appointment in the morning. when i listened to my voicemail it turned out to be the fill in realtor (my normal realtor is on vaca). she seems totally on top of things and we sorted out a time to meet and a plan of attack. yay house.

after dinner we wandered toward my car, stopping at the used bookstore along the way. there may have been a number of books purchased, and that number may be five.

soon, oh soon, i’ll find myself eating nice dinners and browsing bookstores without such feelings of guilt for not doing what i *should* be doing instead. of course, the dinner and drinks will be at my house and the bookstore browsing won’t be as fruitful in terms of new book buying.

i’ll be house poor in a nonce but i think i’m ready for my own parking spot.