holding pattern

For those who care, the sofa arrived yesterday... and was promptly broken by the movers as they brought it up the stairs! At this point, did I really expect otherwise?

Have a date with the boy tonight, too. [He needs a name... I will hereby christen him Samuel Beckett, in honor of Wating for Godot.] He made it clear, though, that he's gonna have to leave after we have dinner and go someplace else. Again no suprise there. On attend plus...