I thought House Closing would be bad
but, not knowing precisely when Tom Waits tickets are going on sale is causing Great Anxiety. The Raindogs list, not much help.
I sucked down two lorazepam (1 mgs each) between 9 pm and 3 am this morning and still I couldn't sleep. A small glass of wine at 4 and things got a little better. I just need it to be June. In June I can relax.
Until then, at least there's Mario. My work here at Mario is keeping me (mostly) calm and collected.
I spent hours this weekend (plus hours earlier in the week) looking for furniture. Remember how I found a house so fast and easy? The decisiveness I exhibited when house buying is not evident in the hunt for furniture. This is what I need immediately: living room furniture and a new bedroom set. (And area rugs for both). We may end up living on tatami mats, instead.




















What?! Where? Is he coming here?