Words spill forth

j/k, I have nothing to say and I have everything to say. Banal things that add up, with time, to critical things.

And I guess that's kind of the sentiment of this missive--it's meaningless on its own but it might gain meaning later, in the aggregate.

Danielle and her PP are back in town as of yesterday afternoon. I'm glad we are familiar enough that we don't need to clean extensively for PP, but I'm nevertheless embarrassed by the state of the house. Halloween party is tomorrow, and the daybed mattress might need to go outside or something, tbh. Alas.