Ummmm...

Have you ever had one of those days where you sit in front of the computer and nothing will appear onto the screen no matter how much you have to say. I am having one of those days. I have a lot of things on my mind but none of them are forming coherent paragraphs. For one, I am signing the lease on the house today and getting the keys. We can't exactly move in today because we have no furniture however. Tomorrow, Sam, my cat gets released from kitty prison quarantine. I am trying to decide if I should take him to D's house, where there are two other cats who would freak him out but he wouldn't be alone, or put him in the new house with a litter box and food, where at least he wouldn't have to deal with other cats but would be alone for a couple days until we can get some furniture over there. I can't bring him to the hotel because of the rules. Decisions, decisions. I also have to go to the VAT office here on base in order to avoid the 17% VAT tax that would be charged on the quarantine bill for him and Elizabeth.

Oh on Wed. I have my "driving class" which is a 3 hour class that explains British road rules. Then I get an endorsement on my license that allows me to drive in England legally. I have been driving here on my regular license because we are allowed to do so for 30 days until we can get into the class. Oh and roundabouts don't scare me much anymore. Once you do them a few times, they are less confusing. The Man's driving however, still scares the crap out of me. I don't know how many times I have said "curb curb curb" to him while we are headed down the road. Of course he says my driving scares the crap out of him too. Maybe it is just something about being a passenger in an English car, cause the cabbies driving on Thanksgiving scared me too and he was a native.