There was an unfortunate bit of excitement when we arrived home from work today. I don't even want to write about it in complete sentences. In fact, it was so icky that it's inspired me to write my very first haiku:
first, a funny smell.
next, eric in the crawl space.
why, dead possum, why?
After we boil the house in bleach everything will be fine!
It's unusually cold in the Bay Area these days. I'm hoping for a brisk, beachy, walkish, hand-holding, relaxing, scenic, smiley, weekend. I think it's doable, too!
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