Stormy Night

There's something cozy about working while it's storming out. After some procrastination, I made spaghetti and froze six meals worth, as well as eating it for dinner. Then I launched into paperwork. Mimi is lying on a box next to me. It has the "last person awake" feeling that I've always liked.

I never did call my aunt though. My friend didn't get the mobile home for which she applied, and I was trying to figure out what she can do. She's in a REALLY bad spot. I can only hope that she gets the job in Madison for which she has an interview, but she was dubious about the rate of pay. I don't know what to do.