  I can post what I intended to post this morning before my soap box took over. (I'm still on it, btw, I just need a few minutes to be 'regular' Kathryn Rainne and not "SuperHero" Kathryn Rainne.
) I miss normal life. Life without drama. Life where Headder can come over and play cards without Rish calling and stealing her from me. Life where my (s)Mother respects me as a person. Life where things are good simply because they are simple.
Last night was near perfect again. Monkeypants came over and worked on his resume (finished it, as a matter of fact! I'm so pleased! ) and The Little Dictator and I went to bed. I read. An Orsen Scott Card novel, but not science-fiction. He's fabulous. Headder stopped by until she was needed elsewhere and then Monkeypants and I fell asleep together. Near perfection. Seeing as how Monkeypants hasn't found a job yet, I'm going to start packing this weekend.
I'm looking seriously into Austin. Everything is so expensive everywhere, though. I guess I'll just wait and see. The Little Dictator is feeling better. She ate some dinner last night. She would have just eaten candy if I had let her. ;) Worked on the poetry today. I think I've a strong chance of getting it published. Once I get it all together, anyhow. 
