This is THE weekend!

Yes, I'm going to get the majority of my stuff from Philthydelphia (or Killadelphia, as Lamb of God would say) this weekend, along with Liam. The cat hasn't yet made the trip, but she's on the schedule for sometime in October. That month's going to be busybusybusy anyway... Oh shit, that's NEXT month. Well! L. pointed out the other day that I've been here almost 2 months, which makes it almost 4 months that we've been in constant contact with each other. Seems more like forever and not just a short period of time, considering that now the leaves are changing and a minute ago it was hot as hell and the sun was setting after 8:00 at night. We're taking the train down and driving a UHaul (Lil' Sammy represent!) back. I hope that Dad is wearing an appropriately pastel polo shirt when he picks us up at 30th Street Station tomorrow afternoon. It could be any one of them: carnation pink, butter yellow, salmon, lilac. He has a veritable rainbow of them, all of which set off his permanent tan. Somehow, I find it hard to believe that Mom was tanning alongside him yet her skin has reverted to the translucent French-Canadian hue while his has evolved into something close to beef jerky. I suppose I'm fortunate to fall in between the two, rather than favor one or the other. I definitely don't freckle, but Liam has that market cornered with his Irishness. No, no red hair this time. Just one tattoo. And he has his wits about him, thank Christ (you're welcome). I can't imagine life without him, and life has been very, very good for the aforementioned past 4 months. Finishing the week off, I interviewed for my job (with some modifications since I left in '07) yesterday and it seemed to go well. I have to tweak my resume for the company president so the important things jump out--that is, I've worked on the products that the position focuses on, quite conveniently--but it would appear that things are on the right track and that I will be a full-time WKL&B employee again before the end of the year. Phew. I know how lucky I am (VERY), and I'm ever so thankful. I don't subscribe to a higher power other than myself, but I do think that fate has finally turned around and started giving me the good shit over the bad shit.

Ah well. Back to work, I suppose...