Good job, Jesse! That's hard to do and important. And congrats on the headphone exchange.

So no one has shown Sparky the hidden room? I mean, it shouldn't have a telephone, but...

There probably was a 319 at one time, but they used to just switch room numbers all the time here -- as in, X is moving to a different office, just swap the signs to save money. Trying to get it straightened out was fun! (again, no, it wasn't)

I stopped trying to tell them 319 didn't exist and am just going with the second half of what I've been telling them, "we do not need a phone there." It will appear on spreadsheets long after I am dead and gone.

I adulted like a boss this morning. My Subaru has dozens of new warning lights, and as I came home last night, I swerved around something and the tire pressure light came on. New lights on my dashboard make me panic, but I mostly-calmly went home, told myself that I could afford a new set of tires (oof, with an all-wheel-drive, one new tire means all new tires), then got up a bit early so I could drive over to my wonderful car place barely a mile away to get it checked. I was greeted warmly--new car means fewer visits to the garage--and they checked my tires. All the tires were a little low on air, and they were happy to explain the warning system. So I relieved an anxiety, took care of my car, and got to work on time.

yeah, I got some klaxons about tire pressure earlier this week until I was able to get to an air pump. Then I washed the Jeep and vacuumed it out, something I've never done with any other car unless absolutely necessary. t Jeep loves carrots.

You do not have a fiduciary responsibility to turn a profit on your life.

YES, thank you for this.

We're getting new rugs and mats for the sitting room and kitchen as well as a curtain for the kitchen window. Tom is obsessing about how to organize our walk-in closet, and I've been looking at paint colors online. Trying to figure out what to put over our bed. Tom's paranoid that if we hang a framed picture or mirror there, it will crash down on us as we sleep. My suggestion was: [link]

We might even get a Joybird sectional!!!

You are not. In fact, some doctors, cross-taper like you did, to get a patient off one antidepressant and onto another.

Mine did going the opposite way when Lexapro stopped working for me and my doctor switched to Cymbalta. Have not yet grown gills or horns (dammit...).

Edit: Nora, fab.com has some great headboard decals and self-stick wall art if you want to explore options with no risk of concussing you in the night.

My son is learning about networking (the computer kind) so I set up a second network in the house with a homemade router and semi-managed switch. Then I gave him a box with a new access point to set up a wireless network named 'titan'. We'll see if he can figure it out. I'm thinking he needs to start doing real things instead of just reading about stuff.

Meanwhile my daughter (holy shit, it's my adult daughter now) just interviewed for a job as a vet assistant. It would be pretty limited hours but that's good as she'll be starting up college courses.

Good job with the adulting, Connie. I need to adult-up and update the financials tonight. With student loan payments coming up I'm taking more care with tracking where all the money goes. Biggest expense category in July was groceries.

Adult daughter! College courses! Wow. Good luck to her with the interview!

You do not have a fiduciary responsibility to turn a profit on your life.

I am feeling kind of proud of this sentence. I don't *think* I stole it from anywhere. Assuming I did not, hopefully I can remember it next time the brain weasels start telling me I've never accomplished anything. Came up with a damned good sentence once, brain weasels, so shut up!

That is a great sentence :)

Tom's paranoid that if we hang a framed picture or mirror there, it will crash down on us as we sleep.

I'm basically with Tom, even though I know it's stupid. My mother has had a huge framed painting over her bed for years, and she is fine!

My Subaru has dozens of new warning lights, and as I came home last night, I swerved around something and the tire pressure light came on.

For what it's worth, speaking of my mother, when it gets cold (or just when the temperature changes?) that light always goes on on her car, and it usually goes away in a day or so. (Sometimes she will go get some air, but sometimes it happens again a couple of days later.)

Meanwhile my daughter (holy shit, it's my adult daughter now)

Holy shit is right! She was our first Buffista baby, right?

I am feeling kind of proud of this sentence.

AS YOU SHOULD.