hooome

(Pursuant on earlier thoughts about sensitivity to my environment, even:) I was saying to sanj on the way up to chez kassrachel, I'm not quite the sort of homebody who always or even usually prefers to be at home; but I am exactly the sort of homebody who always appreciates coming home.

My brother and sister-in-law left the place, unsurprisingly, exactly as they'd found it, and I have spent the last few minutes ever-so-slightly tweaking things that are already perfect. I reset the clock on the microwave, which had evidently fused itself at some point, and refolded a blanket on the couch, and put their towels with the sheets they'd folded up and left on the sofa in the guest room, which they had put back together into a sofa before leaving. (Best houseguests ever, them. [g])

I was going to do laundry tonight, but for a variety of reasons I am not going to go over to the rental office to add money to my laundry card until tomorrow, so I think I won't do laundry until Tuesday. Tonight I will have a little dinner and file my nails and work on my knitting and then go to sleep IN MY OWN BED and it will be marvelous. :-)

Happy new year, y'all!