Twenty-Five Hours
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Twenty-five hours.

I have so much to do... and today Deb wants help cleaning the house in preparation for the Fourth of July party we're having.

Yes, I consider it a Kitten Arrival party... but eh. Her house, her party name.

I just want people to come over and help clean, mostly so I don't have to.

I won't be updating much this afternoon, nor evening, not until I've got some definite work done... so until then, wish me luck!

25 hours and counting. Gods. He's really going to be here. Do you know how fucking NERVOUS I am? This is nuts... but at least it's a good sort of nuts. It's the sort I can cope with. Kinda.

Gah.

"When in danger, when in doubt, run in circles, scream and shout."

And I will be. I have already set aside a half-hour today for nothing but running around, shouting, in full panic mode.

Wheeeeee!

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