Right. Here I am. I think. Yep, still here.
Two weeks later and I'm finally getting back here. It's not that things have particularly crazy (though they are busy) but I'm tired. Three weeks of no washing machine has really put a damper on my mood. Who would have thought a washing machine would make such a big difference in my day? Oh, right, well it seems that when you have only so many clothes and the laundromat is extremely expensive (read: extortion) and you spend one day of your weekend taking care of that, it's hard to keep up with things. The good news is that the new washer is on it's way. We're just waiting for word on when it will be installed. The last we heard on Monday was that it will only be a few days. I'm not holding much hope that we'll have it by the weekend, so looks like it's the laundromat again.
Wash, rinse, repeat.