House Tetris

I recently spent an unhealthy amount of time trying to mentally rearrange my house to make room for a family of five, headed by my brother, to move in to my four bedroom home, with three people already living in it. I spent enough energy on it that when I got hit with some cold/flu/bug/cootie I was knocked out for a couple of days. Being brought low by an illness hasn't happened in nearly two years. I was devastated.

However, while I was lounging around complaining and begging Adam to make me feel better, the House Tetris problem solved itself.

My brother doesn't want to stay longer than a month, now. He doesn't want a room. He is just going to hobo camp in my living room with the fiancee and the kids and hope that will motivate him enough to get out fast.

We'll see.

I know that it could be naive, but I am keeping my fingers crossed that it goes that smoothly. I am ready to rearrange the hell out of things if I have to, but I will give Jamen the opportunity to do it his way, first. I have a remarkably stupid ability to allow men to screw things up before I step in and clean up whatever mess he made. What can I say, it is a gift? The best part is that they are usually so relieved when I handle it that I can be smug.

Ahhh...smugness. I have missed being smug.

Smug is pretty much the only emotion that Adam shared with me while I was sick because he wasn't sick at all. Isn't he a gem?

As always, there will be more to come.