I had the house to myself today–a rare treat. I like to think that I put it to good use, too. No crazy parties, of course, but I was productive!

One more picture of outgoing books. Fewer than there were the other day–another bookstore came on Saturday and bought seven boxes … hopefully the money will pay for my car repairs. (Because, yes, my car’s been sick since Rhinebeck. I miss it.)

Anyway, so the outgoing books–except those last few on the table there–are ready to be picked up by the local Friends of the Library on Tuesday. Phew. That gets them out of the house!

And, I have to say, just having to pack THESE makes me that much happier that we’re having the movers pack the books I’m actually keeping. Phew!

It IS Sunday, of course, so I did some baking. you see here the rest of the brownies that I made Friday night. (What? I wanted some!) Then there’s a batch of apple muffins for breakfast tomorrow. The cake container has an Applesauce-Oatmeal cake. And the crockpot? Chicken stew, which Dad says is one of the best things I’ve ever cooked.

A good thing, too, because dinner was kind of wacky tonight. See, Mom and Dad went into New York to meet an e-friend of my Mom’s who flew in from California. They met them around noon, and had expected to be home for supper, but time got away from them. So … I ended up eating my portion alone with Chappy, and keeping theirs warm for when they got home, around 7:15. (We usually eat dinner at 5:00, you understand. I know, it’s early, that’s what we do.)

What else did I do? I packed up boxes of stuff, moved some things around. Then, we had some people come to look at the house, while Chappy waited outside on the deck. I even installed a memory upgrade on my netbook.

I was really very productive.

The one, really sad part?

Chappy is still so very, very confused. We’ve got two desks in the living room, piles of boxes everywhere. Clutter on the counters. So much, well, mess! And things keep disappearing from the house, and we’re throwing away tons of stuff.

Besides, didn’t you know that one of the signs of the coming apocalypse is Chappy’s Mom getting rid of hundreds of BOOKS?

The poor guy feels like he’s a failure, like he’s let us down as a watchdog.

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