“A black cat crossing your path signifies that the animal is going somewhere.”

— Groucho Marx

All I babble about these days is how I’m loving the new furniture and getting the apartment into order, but that’s really a huge thing for me. It is so less stressful just to be here now without so much clutter. Last night I somehow mysteriously conned into helping me go through my closet to thin out old stuff and organize. Got five bags of things to donate out of it, she got two shopping bags full of additions to her wardrobe, and I got a bunch more space with everything neatly hung and folded in there.

Actually ended up with a very productive yet relaxing weekend. Saturday I managed to workout, then still have energy to clean, then build some picture frames I’d ordered. I was rewarded with my new Saturday favorite, Red Lobster. Sunday plans to hang with didn’t pan out, but and I did manage some shopping and a tasty dinner before starting the closet organization.

*sigh* Even work seems to be going smoother this week. Apparently, all I needed to do was make sure Jonathan knew what I was planning to work on for the week, then he is in the perfect position to run interference for me to keep mysterious last minute crap from falling on me. So, we’re back to having a lot to do, but it’s just seems easier without the threat of stuff falling in there unscheduled. When something does comes up, he can bump something else. How crazy is that? Rock.