Change Is In The Air

In 24-hour period (yesterday), my house -- my beloved, slightly ragged house -- became equipped with:

1. cable (oh noooo! Ellie and I have promised each other that we will only use the cable for the watching of The Daily Show. I amended that slightly to include the rebroadcasts of EPL matches on Wednesday nights once F&C is over. Yippee!)

2. wireless internet (how sexy is it that you turn on your computer and the internet is RIGHT THERE? No wires, no cards, no fuss, no spillage. I think I need to buy new lingerie)

3. a working washing machine (thanks CL ... we had to drive out to the wilds of Virginia (not one of my favoritest places in the world) to pick it up -- but it only cost ten dollars. that's right -- one of the most brilliant inventions of the twentieth century, for less than a ticket to the new MoMa! also, G looked uber-fine as he hooked up the plumbing)

4. a brand spanking new recycling bin. It's heavy-duty plastic, maroon, and so foxy we totally forgot that we actually had to fill it up to get picked up this morning and have now spent over a month without recycling -- the beer can tower is getting a little precarious. Ellie braved the endless office corridors and bewildering quasi-regulations at DC Sanitation HQ to get it. Thanks Ellie! Have a good weekend at the Sandwich Fair!

Unfortunately, the roofers still haven't sorted out the roof, so the ceiling continues to fling little bits of itself down to us whenever there's a moderate-to-heavy rain.

But, dude -- cable! Did I pick an excellent time to be unemployed, or what?