...both my kids are fast asleep on the couch.
I'm almost afraid to move because I want to enjoy this as long as I can. I probably shouldn't be surprised; the lot of us have been fighting colds since late last week, and they both woke up this morning hacking away. Still, no fevers and reasonable energy made the morning fairly routine; I even got grocery shopping done. But as soon as lunch was over, they both crawled onto the couch, grabbed the afghans that are draped over the back, and were asleep in less than five minutes.
Blessed, peaceful quiet. The most delicious sound in the world.
Still getting caught up on everything online, so please bear with me if you haven't heard from me yet.
Oh, and the latest development on the move? Craig's probably going out ahead of me on his own and leaving me here with the kids to wrap things up. In hindsight, I realize he's been hinting at this possibility for weeks now, but it's only gotten aired as a definite most likely within the past week or so. He wanted to know how long I was OK being on my own, but my "1 week" response doesn't match his "well, it could be anywhere up to a month" response.
It's a *really* good thing I'm getting Buffy convention goodness to counteract all this. James therapy is probably the only thing that's keeping me sane. :)