Ohio. Not as bad as Idaho, but...

Both cats arrived late but traumatized, and we drove to the 80s-chic hotel near our new house at 1am to sleep off the trip. A week later, one of the cats is in the (very expensive) pet hospital with an unknown liver issue, while Bad Cohen is down with a 102+ degree fever and I'm watching the laundry grow to epic proportions because the washer apparently has a short that will kill the computer through some kind of appliancide.

I would relieve the stress with some shrubbery pruning (there's a holly extending a foot into the very narrow driveway), but all of the mosquitoes in the state have converged on our yard. And kindergarten starts a week later than I thought, so The Kid and I have an extra 6 days to continue our battle of wills over how much TV is too much.

Just in case anyone was wondering why I'm not online or, you know, sane.