What a day... writing for Comicopia 61, packing and sorting stuff for my eventual move and for the throwing out of my sofa and worn out sofa-chair Sunday... it's been bloody busy!

I won't miss the sofa... we've had it for more than 10 years, with 9 of them it being in my possession. We got it from my Uncle Peter years ago, and my sister and I got it when we shared an apartment.

A cat we were house-sitting for a friend used it as a litterbox, and I've never been able to clean the smell out (it's safe to say I'm not friends with that person anymore either...). In warmer weather, it stank. I've just kept it because I couldn't afford to replace it...

No more! It goes out for the trash folks to pick up Monday. There'll be no room for it when I have to move to a 3 1/2 Adapted Unit.