I'm trying not to jinx myself.

My home problems remain. Still haven't worked up the nerve to implement my efforts to try and get some silence at home, so the unwanted housemate remains more of a problem than I'd like.

However, things are looking up. Management at work is actively doing its part to ease the burden on us - I imagine between our supervisor quitting and moving on to a different job earlier this week and Wednesday finding me by myself with an entire department's worth of work to do has shown them how much we need the help. New people are being hired, and we'll hopefully have a new supervisor soon. Meanwhile, I stand a good chance of getting those long-awaited shelves for my Transformers collection finally put up next month, and Cookie is very much on the mend, now having taken all of her medicine and no longer having stitches or a cone.

Also, I'm getting writing done despite everything. Chapter Six for Tales from a Double Date currently sits at three thousand words, and assuming nothing goes catastrophically wrong over the next few weeks, I stand a good chance of getting it done in time for release on September 25th.

Now if only this heat would go away.