Because he lets me watch the new musical tv shows... on the big tv and everything. And! He even ti-vo'd a musical I've not seen. And he hates musicals, so that means a lot.
I've been a snotty mess this weekend. The nice thing about being at home is that I don't have to wash my hands every time after I sneeze or blow my nose. Monday draws near and my hands have almost recovered enough to take another week of chlorahexadine scrubs.
The cat is no longer afraid of the new living room set-up. She has reclaimed her seat on the sofa and slept there most of the weekend. It's a hard life for this house cat.