We did all of the worlds except the water world ('cause daddy ain't goin' shirtless in public anytime soon). I muchly enjoyed Expedition Everest, which was like the Matterhorn on crack; and the Rock 'n' Roller coaster, which was like California Screamin' in the dark. The weather even behaved itself. It didn't get muggy, I wasn't swallowed up by the swampland, nor attacked by crocodiles nor subject to any electoral shenanigans. Hurrah, says I.
My sister's wedding was on Saturday in Hawaii, and I was not there for varying reasons. One of them was that the event would be attended by our abusive ex-stepfather. My sister and he are apparently still close, my other sister is his biological daughter, and my mom thinks I should get over it in so many words. It was the cause of so much stress and strife that when it came down to my not being able to go because of work, it ended up working out in my favor.
On Friday, I was enjoying a Cosmo and some YouTube when I got one of those long texts from someone that you have to actually open your phone for to read. It was from Hanna, and it was letting me know she would be moving out. She'd found a place on our block and spontaneously signed a new lease. My blood ran cold for a moment as I'd been Mr. Moneybags this past year spending money like I had it. But I've known that she could move out anytime, and of course support her and am happy for her. I'll need to shift some things around financially and proceed a bit more prudently instead of like Paris Hilton on a shopping spree, but it's all manageable.
It also means the larger room will be open and accessible again, which is going to thrill Shazam the Magical Acrobat cat. When he's not ripping through books and papers in my closet, he is literally trying to drill through the bedroom floor. I caught him in the bathroom sink pawing at it as if it would give way to some new, exciting passageway to Wonderland. It will be the next step in my evolution as a crazy cat person to buy one of those cat mazes and install it in the room.
