I'm writing this post to see if I can invoke the law of murphy. Where the hell is my pizza?

Well, things are starting to look like either two things have happened, a. we are moving or b. we've given up on housekeeping.

*phone call*

Ah, the pizza guy just called. He lost the house.

Round one to Murphy.

later

Fell a sleep almost immediately this evening after returning from the store, only to be woken up by neighbor turning on the hall light and starting the dryer in the basement. *sigh*

I must be over optimistic about the place we are moving too, but I keep hoping that it will have enough pluses to negate its negatives. Mitigate? Blah. I need to sleep. Too much garlic pizza.

:P