all things have endings

A couple of weeks ago I was made a moderator of endings, possibly because I'm one of the only people who posts there. Odd. Unsure what I shall do with this newfound power.

Not coincidentally, this is a plug for endings, which has long been one of my favourite things about DW.

tales from the Department of Didn't Think This Through

Unpacking didn't begin on Sunday, because instead Erin and I both spent all day napping and watching Doctor Who. Turns out that travelling for two weekends running tends to wipe one out a bit.

Unpacking also didn't begin on Sunday because the landlord didn't do much of a cleaning before I moved in, and it'd be nice to not unload things onto dirty shelves. So I have cleaners scheduled for Friday morning. Meanwhile there's not a lot of point in unpacking the kitchen, and I want the kitchen boxes out of the way before I start trying to figure out what I'm doing with the living room / where the bookcases are going to go. So ... the bedroom is mostly together?

Upshot: I don't have a functional kitchen. (I do, finally, have a functional toilet.) I therefore have no groceries beyond what I brought down with me.

However, today's the day the internet guy comes to install internet, so I need to be here. I wisely had breakfast before I came but didn't think to pack lunch.

He's been and gone three times now. I think (hope) this is the last one, because I'm nearly out of pop-tarts.