marraige license shipped, packing and seeing Erik

Erik was going to pick me up after work yesterday to load up cars and bring things to Kenosha. He was working later than he expected, so I took the train to meet him at my place. It turned out purple line service was suspended because of a shooting, so he offered to pick me up at Howard. The last thing I texted him before my phone ran out of power was that I'd be at Howard and Paulina. He didn't realize I meant at the intersection, and I hadn't received his last text saying he was parked just west of there.

Both of us followed the old maxim of staying in one place if someone else is looking for you. We finally connected after 30 or 45 minutes and decided it was too late to take stuff to Kenosha and we should just have dinner and snuggle under blankets. I can live with that!

I sent the marriage license to the Netherlands ($36) and put a load of laundry in the wash. And made dinner for myself; that's necessary, and tasty, but still an accomplishment. I might go to bed after the laundry's out. I'm tired.