Yesterday when I got home the "Help Wanted" sign I posted looking for a neighborhood kid to bring my dogs in from outside after school was gone. Hopefully this means that someone was interested enough in the job to take the sign. Or, my evil neighbors took the sign down because they didn't feel it was an acceptable solution. I'm trying to stay optimistic about it being the former, rather than the latter, situation. I hate feeling like a prisoner in my own home. I love living in a house, I never want to go back to my apartment. But I need more land. More separation between houses.

This weekend will be full of Yuri's Night stuff. The 5K is tomorrow morning; museum set up tomorrow afternoon; museum event all day Sunday. That's that.