*blinkblinkblink*
So I go around the house, and see that there are lights on all the way in the front of the basement (but not in the back, by the steps), like somebody had to fix the circuit breaker, and also that there's a light on in my mom's room, which I'd left on.
So I decide that there's probably nobody inside, and do a Very Stupid Thing by going inside while my mom's on the cell phone.
WILL I GET THROUGH THIS ALIVE?
IS THIS ENTIRE ENTRY BEING WRITTEN BY A GHOSTWRITER?
Um. Yeah. Nobody was here, and all the expensive computer stuff was fine, so we think that the door just didn't close properly when I left this morning, or maybe it was Asa leaving that didn't close it properly. *huge sigh of relief*
That was scary.
Oh, and I got two boxes via the US postal service, one from New Hampshire, and the other... Man, I forget the first name, initials are A.H - more used clothing. We're quite happy, especially with the gloves, overalls (I love overalls) and heavy stockings.
I think I can safely say we are no longer completely desperate here. We'll still take any new clothes, especially those that have already been bought (like you'd wear them yourself, right?), or any used clothes, but we're not dying for clothes anymore. Which is *good*. (Oh, and of course, I'll take any non-necessary item on my wishlist, which is mostly toys, books, music, etc. But those are hardly needful items, and I'm just asking for them because it's my custom, not because I really truly want them that much. Much better to donate to charity - have I said that yet this year?)
I do want to send out cookies to people, please, if you want treats, comment in That Entry with your address, or email me at conuly AT livejournal. But the entry in my user info is a better bet - less likely to get accidentally deleted that way.
So I go around the house, and see that there are lights on all the way in the front of the basement (but not in the back, by the steps), like somebody had to fix the circuit breaker, and also that there's a light on in my mom's room, which I'd left on.
So I decide that there's probably nobody inside, and do a Very Stupid Thing by going inside while my mom's on the cell phone.
WILL I GET THROUGH THIS ALIVE?
IS THIS ENTIRE ENTRY BEING WRITTEN BY A GHOSTWRITER?
Um. Yeah. Nobody was here, and all the expensive computer stuff was fine, so we think that the door just didn't close properly when I left this morning, or maybe it was Asa leaving that didn't close it properly. *huge sigh of relief*
That was scary.
Oh, and I got two boxes via the US postal service, one from New Hampshire, and the other... Man, I forget the first name, initials are A.H - more used clothing. We're quite happy, especially with the gloves, overalls (I love overalls) and heavy stockings.
I think I can safely say we are no longer completely desperate here. We'll still take any new clothes, especially those that have already been bought (like you'd wear them yourself, right?), or any used clothes, but we're not dying for clothes anymore. Which is *good*. (Oh, and of course, I'll take any non-necessary item on my wishlist, which is mostly toys, books, music, etc. But those are hardly needful items, and I'm just asking for them because it's my custom, not because I really truly want them that much. Much better to donate to charity - have I said that yet this year?)
I do want to send out cookies to people, please, if you want treats, comment in That Entry with your address, or email me at conuly AT livejournal. But the entry in my user info is a better bet - less likely to get accidentally deleted that way.