My last day home. My last full day at home for likely a year. Or maybe not. So I'm enjoying it -- I'm putting as much HGTV decorating ideas into my head as I possibly can so when I get home (Waco) I can make my apartment a peaceful (or whimsical) place to live. I have lots of ideas of how to "design on a dime" and many others to figure out how to take something from "trash to treasure." And I'm actually starting to talk like them...

On a less pleasant note, it turns out that the guy I hit this summer is probably going to sue me. Let me remind anyone who's listening that my car was totalled in the wreck, and I ended up with a lovely case of whiplash...he ended up with........a bent tailpipe. That's what happens when a mitsubishi takes on a minivan. It loses. But this being in California, Mr. Mohammed is now going to take advantage of our wonderful legal system, and soak me for all he's worth. I shouldn't be suprised. The man was a (insert bad word here) when I hit him. I had a car that would barely run, and he went off on me for half an hour in front of the policeman as I sobbed in the front seat. The cop felt so bad he didn't even give me a ticket. Anyway...I'll keep you posted. Right now I could use a good book and a hot bath.