It's baby stuff: it's only gonna fit for a short time anyway, so I wouldn't worry too much. If it's gonna shrink that it wouldn't fit a day old, it was only going to be useful a few days anyway.
Spike's Bitches 48: I Say, We Go Out There, and Kick a Little Demon Ass.
[NAFDA] Spike-centric discussion. Lusty, lewd (only occasionally crude), risqué (and frisqué), bawdy (Oh, lawdy!), flirty ('cuz we're purty), raunchy talk inside. Caveat lector.
Thanks, sarameg. I was thinking similarly, and I think I have a better chance of getting the smell out if I wash in warm water.
sj, I'm sure that you have everything well in hand, but I can't help but say if you need anything, I am happy to get in the car and do whatever you need. In fact, if I find out that you needed help and didn't call me, I will be very upset ;) Looking forward to meeting ltc! (when you're ready, don't have guests before you feel like it)
Thanks, Vortex. The house is almost at the level where I wouldn't be mortified to have people see it. My in-laws are probably going to still bitch about all the books when they're here this weekend. We'd love to have you over, and I feel horrible I haven't made it happen yet.
Still working on unpacking stuff. My goal was all boxes unpacked by the end of the week, but the kitchen boxes are taking a lot longer than I'd thought. Every single item is individually wrapped in paper, and there are a bunch of layers of paper inside the boxes, too. Plus, I need to stop and think about where each thing goes once I unwrap it. Books are much easier to unpack. (I decided that I'm just going to get the books onto shelves in whatever order, then organize them later.)
Also, I tripped and fell when I was bringing some empty boxes out to the side of the house for recycling earlier today. It didn't hurt much then, but it's starting to hurt now.
I'm sorry about the fall, Hil.
Hil, I hope you're feeling better from the fall tomorrow. Try not to push yourself too hard with the unpacking.
Thanks. I was wearing my ankle brace, so it wasn't as bad as it could have been. Definitely going to need to take it easy for a day or two, though.
My in-laws are probably going to still bitch about all the books when they're here this weekend.
Because there aren't enough? I mean, that's the only reason I can think to bitch about books.
We'd love to have you over, and I feel horrible I haven't made it happen yet.
Piffle! You're busy growing a person, you've got other stuff to worry about. You can have me over whenever. I am also thrilled to be the person who comes over and sits with the baby so that you and TCG can finally get some sleep, but know that there's someone there.
Argh. Painkillers are helping a bit, and fic was distracting me from the pain, but now AO3 is down just as the heroes of the story I was reading were cornered by monologing villains.