My Providence landlord just called me. It’s after 9:00 PM, so he ate voice mail. Honestly, I have nothing to say to him. I bet he wonders if/when he’s getting keys back. Well, I left them on the counter in a very obvious place. I really have zero desire to speak to him. Besides, he calls after 9:00 PM, and that’s just rude. If he tries to call me the rest of the week, I’ll be out of town on business. That’s right, my ass will be in San Diego.
I found my ortho retainer. This makes me very happy.
Reggie is at Beth and Paul’s house until Sunday. Oh, I’m going to miss him something fierce.