Thanks, dits, it's just one of those rough patches in an otherwise truly charmed life. I don't deal well with incompetent, inept people and the tremendous heat down here has not made it any easier.

The humidity went way down over the weekend, it was like a miracle. I was finally able to begin unpacking and putting things away in the new kitchen with one (1) whopping 8" drawer.

I'm not thrilled with this place (can't be done) but I'm getting it to a point where it will be at least adequate to wait for the next, much, enormously, exponentially better thing that God is going to provide me.

In the meantime, my new laundry machines are running, I managed to open three windows after profound cleaning and lubricating of the wildly cheap and poorly installed tracks, I finally found my beloved Flavacol so I can make some decent popcorn, and my favorite dingbat is in town so I'll soon have a target on which to vent my frustration and furious, violent tendencies.

Life is improving.

P.S. I also found the booze.