Not in the sense of fewer daylight hours, but rather in the sense of "this was a very long day." I'm so flipping tired.

I was up at 5:30 in order to be up and dressed and with everything sorted out so I could go to U-Haul and get the van I reserved to bring garbage to the dump. I had actually reserved a pick-up truck, but it turns out U-Haul doesn't have those in Ottawa anymore. So instead I was given a van, and that actually turned out to be something of a blessing in disguise, since I'm not sure the pick-up truck would have had enough room in the bed for everything I tossed in there.

There was so. much. garbage, friends. I tossed a ton of KK's junk (mostly broken shit from her past two or possibly three cars that she apparently just tossed in the garage rather than throwing out), and a bunch of stuff that had just been sitting in the basement for a remarkably long time, plus two broken office chairs that KK has been hanging onto this entire time. I drove to the local dump, got the van weighed, tossed everything into the container that was there, and was paid up and out of there all inside of about twenty minutes. I was actually really impressed with how efficient it all was.

KK and H surprised me by actually showing up to the house at 10:00. KK had said in a message the night before that they'd aim for 9:00, so I wasn't expecting them until the afternoon, but they showed up a lot earlier than I thought! H was actually pretty great and helped KK pack up about 90% of the books in the cat room as well as breaking down the mini greenhouse full of dead plants KK had in there. They managed to get most of it done while I was cleaning out part of the basement and then dragging stuff to the dump. 

I am not entirely sure what bug crawled up KK's butt today, but she was snide and snippy to me both verbally and via Signal messages all day, accusing me of "rushing" to get out of the house, among other things. I don't know if she's feeling self-conscious because her friend is visiting and suddenly thinks I am making her look bad (this has happened to me with friends in the past, where I am acceptable as long as I am not in public view of others), or if she was just having an off day, but if she continues to be like that tomorrow I am going to have to talk to her about it. I am not here to be anyone's verbal punching bag anymore. I've had that in enough relationships, thank you.

We took the dogs and H to the new house in the late afternoon and evening, and the dogs had an absolute blast zooming around the property again while I got eaten alive by mosquitoes. I also spotted a black and white cat prowling around the property, and I'm really hoping that it's a barn cat from the farm next door and that the previous owners didn't abandon their cat on the property. If they have we'll take the poor thing in, of course, but I really hope that's not the case. 

KK and H drove to Rockin' Rhonda's diner, which is about 15 minutes away. It's a 50s-themed diner that's right across the street from another house on which we made an offer last year, and we were pretty sad that we didn't get that house because the diner has really good food. They have garlic bread that is absolutely to die for, it's so good. Once we were stuffed full of food I loaded up all the dogs in my car again, came home, got them fed and medicated and crated as needed, and now all that's left is to send out the announcements for Quaker Meeting tomorrow and prepare to be the online greeter. It's already very late, so I need to get right on that.

Catch you on the flip side, friends!