Hey FedEx... thanks for the 7am telephone call when my alarm doesn't go off until 7:10. Grr. Ok, but I do want what I think they have in hand and were unable to deliver due to a bum address, so I guess I shouldn't bitch too much.

So last night I came home fully prepared to buckle down and keep working. Whee. I had help avoiding work though as Dutch spontaneously showed up. What a surprise! So, I took advantage and convinced him to head for grub at the Bouly. I did get back home and get my butt back to work for a few hours anyhow. At least I felt like I had an evening in the midst of a few extra hours.

So today is the closing day. I'll be under a new mortgage this afternoon. Whee-ha!