I didn’t really want to get up at 6:45 on Labor Day, but I was swayed by the idea of getting four hours pay (twelve, if you ocunt the holiday pay) for slightly more than one hour of work, so here I am…
The weekend was nice. Mark and I had dinner at The Dead Fish on Sunday to celebrate what I’m calling “anniversary lite”, which is the day Mark moved in with me. Our officially celebrated anniversary is 26 October, which is the day we first met. But an excuse to eat at The Dead Fish is always welcome…
After dinner, there was a surprise visit from my aunt and her husband, who are on a five-week bus tour around the country. We met them for dessert and showed them around a bit, and it was nice..
Gonna go watch movies now…