Welcome to the Club

Changing the blog to invited readers feels so silly to me.  It reminds me of high school and the Myspace craze.  Everyone would occasionally write "blogs" on their pages (usually some emotional rant).  Most often, they were public in order to conjure as much attention as possible, but there were also private and selected permission settings, too.

Granted, this is because of our job, but the feeling is there, regardless.

Today was almost as productive as it should have been and completely uninteresting.  I paid bills and finished the bookings and travel guide I put together for Mom's visit.  Ian finished his lesson plans.  But, we failed to clean the apartment.  So, we'll be doing it in stages during the week.  It might actually be better this way, as it's more likely the apartment will stay really clean for Mom's arrival.

We saw Shutter Island tonight with Ben.  I think this film is worth writing a review of, so I plan to gather my thoughts, jot down some notes and do just that on Tuesday.  Tomorrow's post will likely be largely focused on our meeting with Julia.  Ian has no idea what to expect from Julia.  This week was a living hell for him.  She rode him all day everyday, changed her mind about every instruction she gave him several times over and then proceeded to tell him that now he was working too hard.  And she laughed.  O that woman's hateful laugh.

Here's to a week with less scandal, but a plenitude of fascinating things for you to read about.

Or, at least, here's hoping.

Good night!