Moving StY out of the apartment and back into our house. He's packing up his stuff today. Tomorrow he gets to help H pack up the room here. Despite all my pleas, arguments, offers to help, to do it for him, H has used the room as a closet--clothes in stacks and piles, everywhere, and also piles of indeterminate "stuff" in corners on the floor. So tomorrow they clear that out, and Sunday StY moves back in. Maybe I'll get a haircut in there somewhere. And we have two Netflix to watch and send back.
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Date: 2005-05-13 05:42 pm (UTC)My life. Just a social whirl.