Out again. Boring post.

I find myself in God's country again.  So nice to see the mountains.  I hate being out here though from a work perspective, I feel like I'm missing all the action.  What action?  I'm not sure.  My boss is on vacation and everyone tells me the office is quiet but I can't help compulsively checking my email in case someone remembers me and wants to tell me a good story.

So the plan to make the trip more tolerable, to head south one hour and have dinner in Cherry Creek.  Ahhh.  Cherry Creek.  A coffee at the Tattered Cover.  With my favorite aunt and uncle.  Sorry, K - you know I wish you were here!

So the weekend - I rearranged my apartment.  My best friend is in town from Colorado (yea, I'm here and she's there and that sucks), so she came in and put all of the finishing touches on the place.  Its finally starting to feel like home.  It has taken months to settle in.  Katie tried to get the process started and then I gave up for awhile.  But we're getting there.  My poor little dog wakes up in the middle of the night and gets all sorts of confused.  She hates when there is a piece of paper in the wrong spot, so she is going completely nuts that all of the furniture is in a different spot. 

I say so a lot.  So, what I want to know from everyone else today is how often you rearrange your furniture?  Are you all the types that get it just perfect and it stays there forever?  Katie - no need to answer this.  I know I would need to ask you how many times today you have rearranged your furniture...