On my own for a week. At home.

For the first time in…nearly 20 years as far as I can recall, I have the house to myself for a week. Deb left for the islands without me on Friday morning. (She went with her sister and her cousin.)

I expect I'll wallow in some bad science fiction movies and work too much, mostly. On Friday evening, I bought a case of beer, a case of wine (two, if you count the Bordeaux futures that had come in), and a small pizza with extra cheese and mushrooms.

The latter isn't really related to the former, I swear, but I found it amusing nevertheless.

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