there was much sitting around a campfire that took place over the weekend but that has been usurped by other breaking news: Epic Remodel '09.
i gently brought up my lack of 'espace' over dinner (i think the term i used to describe my rooms was 'rabbit warren'). you know, as a preliminary hearing to prompt further negotiations. i apparently misjudged my father's desire for a project because dinner was almost aborted. scouting trips upstairs commenced, the tape measure was very much in appearance and finally it was pronounced 'possible'. i did have to talk him into waiting til tomorrow to begin tearing out walls so i could pack up my things.....
of course, by late tomorrow night he will probably be cursing the day he gave me life.
my dad = awesome