What a dork.

On Saturday, the phone guy and the cable guy redid the lines to my new house. The cable's working fine, but the phone still needs to be worked on--apparently at the central office. But I cleaned out the shed at the back of the house, and got some of the linoleum off the living room floor, and vaccuumed and dusted the upstairs. I weeded some in the front of the house. Moved the TV and some small furniture, and a box of glassware. Sunday, I painted another coat on the dining room floor and moved some more stuff. Packed my CDs and liquor. Saw the Count of Monte Cristo and decided that I'd paint a pattern on the floors. Don't know what yet; I'll do it after I move.