Afterglow Central

Here at Stay of Execution headquarters, Housemate is totally goofy over a new boy.  She's leaving burners on and losing her keys and trailing off into dreamy looks in the middle of sentences.  When he comes by the pitch of her voice rises a couple of notches and there are peals of giggles and then long and smoochy silences from the next room.  The Wonderboy is equally lovesick and sleep-deprived, from all appearances.  Meanwhile his very charismatic doggie has a thing for my dog, and there's a lot of circling and wagging and butt sniffing and licking and teasing going on.  They sleep on one another's dogbeds.  It's great for her mood, because this enormous post-operative cast has her pretty inactive and dull.  He's started spending work days here rather than at Wonderboy's place and both dogs seem happier for it.  It's all very cute. 

Meanwhile I'm going around the house finding keys, turning off burners, changing the dressing on casts, making appointments with plumbers and vets, reading How To Buy A Used Car and Getting Things Done and going to bed early.  It's a whole different kind of energy. 

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[T P B, Esq.]

Is the book any good? I've been stuck in a terrible procrastination jag.