Friday, February 10, 2006


My brother has lived in New York since I was a teenager. I talk to him on the phone at least once a week and he was really my only support system when I was dealing with the first of the MS stuff and through some pretty major depression.

All the sudden he has decided he doesn't want to be in New York. He's coming home at the end of the month.

He's kinda going through some stuff and I'm sure you all will understand why we've determined that it will work better if he stays in my spare room instead of at the 'rents.

I have 18 days to turn the spare room back into a bedroom instead of a kennel/aviary.

I want him to feel comfortable staying here even though he's not a big animal person.

I've lived by myself in this place for over a decade. G's lived by himself for even longer.

I can't even figure out whether to put crates in the living room or try to squeeze them in my bedroom. Or, I guess I could stack them in the kitchen? Then there's the bird cage. No more leaving ec loose in "her" room so I can take an afternoon nap.

Anyway, that's what's up with me.


Blogger mdmhvonpa said...

Your Ark is getting full.

3:23 PM  
Blogger Debra said...

Very full.... O.o

5:35 PM  
Blogger Contentious Chic said...

Yeah, if I start taking humans in the way I do dogs...oh dear!

11:01 AM  

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