The housesitting house residents are home now, so that means I'm home too. I haven't slept in my bed since June 1, and I'm looking forward to getting into it pretty quick. Too bad it's heaped with a month's worth of laundry and a scattering of random objects (books, mail, CDs, an anatomy chart, a box of tampons, an inflatable raft). I think I'll shove all that crap onto the floor for tonight, and soon I'll make organizing my pretty much everything the next Big Boring Project.