Plumber Man arrives between 3 and 5 today to disconnect the kitchen plumbing. I still have some last minute cabinet-emptying to do this evening, before Cabinet Woman arrives tomorrow a.m. to rip out. Saturday a.m. coffee will be brewed on the bathroom vanity. Still have to buy paint and paint supplies. Memorial Day weekend will be spent painting. I'm tired already. I can't wait for this mess to be over.

Meanwhile, work has heated up, I'm drowning in paper and now I'm out of there this afternoon until June 7th, leaving poor Boss to fend for himself in the chaos. If I can find and subpoena one witness today I will at least feel like I finished one dragged-out task, but it's not looking too promising. It's already so late in May, I think those depo dates are going to slide. Like every other damn date in that case. Oh well. That's a separate problem.

Oh God. I just turned on the water and...I have no water. I called in and reached the utility answering service - there was a water main break. They're working on it. Okay, so now we can add a 48 hour boil water alert to my weekend. I'm glad I set up the coffeepot the night before. But a shower before work is looking iffy.
Any fiber-related activities in the coming days will be small and mindless. Very, very mindless. Because I only have half a brain left and it's starting to fray at the edges.