Latenight Overgo
So, today's March the 10th--it's practically a month since my last post. But being the person I am, there's very nearly nothing about my personal life that needs updating, because the car still needs repairs and I still do pretty much the same things every week. I suppose it bears mentioning that I haven't gone back to the ancestral home since the last post... It's possible that I don't really feel terribly welcome there when every trip back seems to be an opportunity for them to ask me to please take away everything that I may have ever put there (and in their eagerness this has started including cousins' stuff that they forgot was theirs); and even when there there's very little to actually talk about... one of the results of a nomadic life is the complete inability to join in on in-jokes or stories about how somebody did something particularly amusing at some point in time, which was like the other time somebody else said or did something else differe...