I'm still here...sort of.
Unfinished repairs+the beginning of the school=CHAOS! Life is not dull at all around here.
I arrive home and ring the doorbell. Instead of my roommate, a man (a friend from church) lets me in, covered head to foot in grease and grime from working on the plumbing. My roommate is at the hardware store.
I can't find paper to print the handouts for Sunday school. more/-