I have a client on the way. Which means poor Timothy rolled out of bed and started vacuuming. Sleepvacuuming. I wonder if there’s a drug for that? I wonder if he’d share?
On the plus side, my FREAKING order from insightoutbooks finally came, so I can ship out my Christmas presents later than I ever have. I don’t foresee anyone getting anything on time, but… I don’t control the world. Dammit.