There's hope...

...for the cats, anyway. I swear they are going to be snuggling up soon enough. This is a big step for Mabel to even be sleeping in the same room as Monkey sans moi.

In other news, today was my first day commuting to the peninsula, and if was everything I dreaded and then some. It took me 40 minutes to go 22 miles. Sigh. In stop and go traffic.

Also, for the first time in my experience, GoogleMaps failed me and mapped the new digs in the wrong location. Now down there in the boonies there are just tons and tons of office parks with tall towers. Lots of cement, and for some reason all of the numbers on the side of buildings appear to have disapparated.

So, while I was on a wild goose chase this morning, thanks google, and managed to negotiate my way to the office park next to my office park some fellow backed right in to my car. Of course he was on his cell and backed up full throttle right into my car. I had time to stop and lay on the horn, but he wasn't deterred and backed bravely up at a high speed - I guess that's how you do it when you drive a really expensive luxury convertible and are in the middle of a mid-life crisis.

Luckily, my car was ok except for a bent license plate. My nerves were totally shot and I was another 20+ minutes late to work, but other than that I made it. Let's just hope when i go back next week things go a little more smoothly...