Want Soup?

It's a grey and gloomy day. I'm getting the weather that my husband got yesterday. And, since he'll be home soon, he will be reunited with it.

Such a lazy day. The dogs are passed out. I want to pass out too. I should straighten up. LOL, greet my hubby with a martini. 'Cept he already took the martini glasses and the shaker to MN. I can only offer him a bottled water or some flat Mountain Dew.

I don't have a kitchen table either. It's in MN -- stored in my grandmother's basement. The irony is the place we will be renting HAS a table. My grandmother's basement has a table. I have no table. I have no couch. I just have wooden chairs and a mattress. Oh, and a pool table we don't want, the woman who bought the house does not want, and which is going to be a bitch to get rid of -- damn.

Oh, and I have many stacks of things to pack. And a can of lentil soup.