Another IT Day

I am tired as much as I am exhausted. You might think them things to be identical but I am here to tell you sister than they are two different balls of yarn.

The g/f's boys arrived last night at the airport in NOLA. But the fun started much earlier than that. We had to rent a storage unit for my stuff and rearrange the small apartment to accommodate. Of course there was a great deal of heavy lifting but the constant cleaning and moving is the truly taxing bit.

When I was sitting there at the gate, I was actually a tad nervous. I have been worried about the eldest son who is reaching that period in his life where his g/f becomes more important than his family. He has really made some bone head decisions, mostly of which have been motivated by his love for his g/f. My nervousness doesn't sprout from the fact that I think he is going to mess up (because he is.) but more correctly from how I am going to handle it. I know that this period of his life, he needs a stand up male figure in his life. Just want to be the best example I can.

Anyways.

My puffer died this morning. Third in a row. Damn. I can't keep anything alive.

But I do love puffers.

Lunch.
Ciao.