I have a phone number, the kids are learning to play together for extended periods of time, I’ve successfully weaned myself of a persian carpet spending spree (but not before acquiring one, and two from other abyssmally underpaid corners of the world). The house looks pretty good. I am still pissed about the monorail getting sandbagged even though(especially because?) I couldn’t vote, being in Canada and all. I am looking forward to making some menstrually inspired art. Maybe it will inspire me to bleed.