Friday was a party at a friend's house, low key and silly and good conversation, and I successfully ignored the dirt cake.
Saturday was farmer's market and library with Jeff's mom, and some computing and reading and lazing and house cleaning. We ran stuff out to the storage unit in the evening, and went out a futile quest for futon, and made chili cheese dogs for dinner.
Yesterday, Faith had a long weekend so she was in, so there was board games and food over at the parents' with her and Hope and Andrew. I successfully avoided raiding the house candy supply, eating two small pieces three hours apart and wanting no more. Dude.
And today it was bad to work, and my brain never kicked into gear. Bedtime soon.