Off to work. Again.

Last night was... I didn't even get a chance to do garbages until ten to ten (normally they get done around seven).

I'm really hoping that tonight is better. I got home last night around twelve and I'm shooting for ten-thirty or eleven tonight.

We're definitely selling the house. I need to start looking for a place to live. An apartment or whatever. I do have two jobs, so I should be able to find something with a price I can pay.

That makes tomorrow a big cleaning day, since we need to make the house presentable so that someone will buy it.

I may start tonight and just not sleep. I don't know how I'll feel after work.

Netflix continues to rule.

Oh! I finished watching Season One with jic. I cried so much during Prophecy Girl. I cried when Buffy rejected Xander. I cried when Buffy yelled at Giles. I cried when Willow told Buffy about the vampire attack. Lots of tears.

Next time I go over there, I'm bringing Season Two.

ETA: It just started raining. I've missed that. Rain sounds like home.