LONGEST WEEKEND EVER
Feels like about 3 years since last week, not 3 days. Broke self on Saturday while moving furniture with about a dozen friends and family, thereby sticking them with schlepping my stuff, which was totally humiliating-making. I felt so bad about sitting there with my newly X-rayed-and-post-op-booted foot propped up while everybody moved stuff around me. Still on crutches, which makes getting into the basement a challenge and getting into the attic impossible.
The tub's hot water faucet is broken, one of the ceiling fans just died, I have another $700 of electricity upgrades to put into the place to make it legally insurable, I appear to be violently allergic to the animal excrement left in the ductwork by the previous owner's pets, the kitchen is about to explode and I haven't finished unpacking half the junk intended for it, my desk got broken in transit and it hurts to get myself folded onto the floor around the broken foot in order to try to screw enough L-brackets into the desk for it to stand up so I can get my computer onto it so I can start getting the office habitable... and THEN I seriously owe all the people who saved my hide this weekend a massive party as a thank-you!
Translation: It's going to be a while before I have ficspace left in my head around the RL must-be-dealt-with collection. Apologies in advance.