Painting paisly pasties is not a profitable pastime.

I'm going to sleep now.

Between my odd shifts, our apartment hunting, and the management showing Jacqui's apartment for fall rentals, I haven't gotten to do that much crusing around in SleepyTime DreamLand.

Thankfully, our apartment hunting is over; we signed a lease yesterday. Jacquelyn described it as such:

This has been an exercise in trust, balance, compromise, and values. We settled on a ground floor unit in a large "brick box," the nicest on a small street with other similar-shaped buildings. It's privately owned, and the landlord seems like a really nice guy. In spite of its generic outer appearance, inside it's a steal for the price: parquet hardwood floors, a sunny living room with built-in bookshelves and a working fireplace, lots of character and very clean and new, with a dining area waiting for plenty of dinner parties. There's a fenced in backyard and a communal front porch (the outer appearance gives the general suggestion of a brick plantation home, with lots of large potted plants and creeping vines). All this (two bedrooms) for the low price of $675, including heat, with no extra fee for our cats. This $200 less than our upper limit, and that makes a big difference.

We move May 1st, so Beltane seems a good time to start anew.

I have a bit of a headache too. I should go to sleep.

Ok, fine, I'm going.