The movers came and went this morning.  My stuff is slowly, but surely on it’s way to Chicago now.  Let the countdown begin.  9 days to go.  (I think.)

In the meantime, I’m temporarily rooming with the greatest hostess of all time.  She works the night shift as an Oncology nurse a couple nights a week…  

which means it’s just me and her dog a couple nights…  

which means I have a partner in crime for walks…  

which means dog sleeps in the guest bed with me…  

which means dog takes over the entire bed…

and that equates to me waking up sideways across the pillows in the morning.   I just don’t have the heart to kick him out.  

Liz 0, Dog 1