  my house is a freaking mess. that's the bad part about leaving for the weekend - i come home and my house is shit. at least i didn't have to make dinner - n has cooked the last three nights. good husband. i did have to go to the laudromat, but i really don't mind that. it just sucks that i have to go do ANOTHER thing after work instead of coming home. the weather was really lovely today - sunny and warmer than it's been recently - the snow and ice were melting, which is good by me. i emerged from the basement into the light of mid-afternoon and didn't want to go back down. my stockings have a big hole in the heel.
damned cheap stockings. letters to write, books to read, a tub to soak in.... today's list: things i miss about the old apartment consistent hot water doors that can lock without a key linoleum in the kitchen a pantry with a window the deep wonderful clawfoot tub being able to check the mail without really going outside shelves above my sink temperature control bedroom doors that latch memories of her wherever i look 
