Dent

Another Monday morning. Work was pretty light, and so was traffic. The whole day was rather unremarkable. I guess that is part of the problem I'm having lately with my blog: I have a lot of unremarkable days. I really want to blog everyday, but if I do that, things will start to resemble a copy-and-paste marathon. I don't want to cut down to 1-2 entries a week. Maybe I just need to start being more interesting...

I decided to start the campaign in Colin's room tonight while D exercised on DDR. I brought a trash bag with me, cleared a drop zone and set up a staging point. In less than 30 mins, I had one absolutely stuffed trash bag with all manner of scuz, trash and forgotten homework of yesterday. I cut a clean path from the entryway to the closet, bagging trash and setting aside books, toys and clothing as I went. I haven't even started on the clothing or toys, just a clean path to the closet. Whatever is lurking in there, I'm going to need to have a clear path with which to pull it out...

Static night tomorrow night. We're a breath away from 67, and we might be bringing on a new member. Soloing BLM sucks: this is so much faster and more fun with a crew.