I’m in Vacaville for the weekend; my brother Chad is having a bachelor party and wanted me to be available for it. Knowing him, it’s unlikely we’ll be playing drywall roulette by the end of the evening, but it should be fun. Maybe. I dunno. We’ll see.
By the time I reached San Jose, my allergies came back.
See, this is one of the great things about Santa Cruz; I’m not allergic to it. Here, pollen is everywhere, and my nose has basically turned into a snot faucet. I hate allergies. Maybe I should spend the whole summer in Santa Cruz…
Mom’s house is also under severe renovations for Chad’s wedding. New floors, new paint job, slightly new landscaping… I’m actually glad I’ve been gone for most of it. I remember the renovations for Shannon’s wedding and they were insane enough. Not that I don’t love my brother, but I don’t love landscaping and home repair and am happy to be away from that part of it.