I feel pretty damn alone for someone who is surrounded by people.
At work, hardly anyone ever talks to me.
At home, Chef & I have had some issues. Nothing major, but he's having a rough patch. I still love him.
Moving plans are everywhere. Moving to downtown Houston on the 28th with my company. It means a much nicer commute and my own private office. No more sharing with the fax & the fucking office supplies. I'm excited. But it means I really need to get my shit together & get on a more strict schedule with Zoe to get her up & out of the house.
Which might be easier when she gets her own room.
Which hopefully will be happening the weekend of the 15th of October.
Chef & I put a deposit down on a 2 bedroom apartment. It's much nicer and larger than our current place. I'm totally excited, but nervous as well.
Prayers go out to those in Florida, etc. where Ivan hit. One place is Chef's family ranch. We haven't gotten ahold of that crew, but hopefully everyone and the land is fine. It was a pretty bad storm and hit them directly in Florida.
I love you, dear Chef. Do what you need to do today. I have faith in you.
*smooches to all my IRCers.* Y'all have been too quiet lately.
bookie, thorn. I haven't checked the home email lately.
Can you go ahead and send the new sites you post on to: edited out email.
I'm fixin to edit that out in a day or two. So I hope you girls are checking in.