There's a storm a-brewing. We've been having a couple a week up here which is nice because OCD John has to unplug everything electrical and that means I don't have to tolerate that damn television. I hate that damn television. And that damn phone. I hate that damn phone even more than I hate that damn television. So in another half hour they'll both be electra-non-grata.
It was a weird-ass weekend. By weird, I mean disturbing. Too much back story to share right now. And I really wouldn't be giving the whole situation the attention it deserves if I half told it. I'll collect my thoughts and ramble about it all in my next post.
Going back home for a visit next week. More cleaning and bonding and drinking and sweating.