Back in Boston. It’s nice to sleep in my own bed, although it was freezing in here last night, and I kept waking up because I was cold. I have a sheet, a knit blanket, and a down comforter, but I just couldn’t stay warm. I have a big bay window by my desk, and another big window next to my bed, and they leak heat like sieves. I can’t just turn up the heat or else Jacob will complain about being too hot and it’s hard to justify considering our electric bill was 50% higher last month than any previous month, including our high in August 2002. What I need to do is just go to the hardware store and get some plastic to cover the windows. But that sounds like an awful lot of work and I’m not even dressed yet.

Check out the cool moire patterns. I’m such a nerd.

Evidently the entire social structure of the house has fallen apart while I was gone, and Simon has definitely taken charge here.