I had Zeke taking up space for 40 minutes, then forced myself to go get some yogurt and found that I had enough for a bottle of warm “iced” coffee.
While Zeke was here, he caught me up on all the “news” (which, translated, is “gossip”) about who is moving into which building and when. It would appear that sometime in the next week, Charlie will have five new neighbors. When I tell him who they are, he will jump for joy. Not.
I finally got most of the toiletries from my trip replaced in their original receptacles, so that when my next trip comes up (whenever that may be) they will be ready to be refilled. Yay me.
Zeke doesn’t know when he’s moving, yet, but he doesn’t care. He’s not done stirring things up here. ;o]
It’s nice that Zeke has a hobby. James and Vlad are doing end-of-year tests in the unusually peace and quiet. (Girls are at work, Frank and Kathleen at VBS, Pat contemplating calculus, Tom in bed.)
I made an appointment to get two new tires on the van tomorrow morning. The rear ones have almost no tread.