Δαφνη Ευτυχια Αρθουρος

Someday ... Someday I'm going to be sufficiently organized that the night before I leave for Pennsic isn't a mad scramble.

I screwed up, lost track of which bills I'd been putting off how long, and found a cut-off notice from the power company. I did manage to fix that, but I don't think I can pay my HMO premium now. This is going to get ... interesting.

How did I manage to let myself run out of Homespun Ceilidh Band business cards? (I print my personal cards myself on my laser printer, but the band got professionally printed cards.) I was counting on handing out a bunch of those at War. Whooooops. (I also didn't pick up extra copies of our CD like I'd planned, because rehearsal got cancelled this week.)

I'll feel so much better once I'm there, I've slept, and (the part that takes longest) I've decided to stop fretting about the stuff it's too late to take care of.

I got word from anniemal that Perrine's way of adjusting to being in a strange house that belongs to other, larger cats is to terrorize the other cats into agreeing that the territory is now hers. (But she's such a tiny cat, and so gentle with humans... Yow.)