One of my roommates has moved out (and she took everything in her room, as well as everything in the living room...terrifying empty roomness), one of them is in the process of moving out when she gets back from Ohio, and one is on vacation in Florida. My giant Harlem apartment is empty and cold and scary as hell. I don't even have an insanely violent kitty cat here to entertain me.
Of course, I'm working from home today, so it shouldn't matter (I'm the only one in the office, obviously, who didn't take the day off. Take a moment to wonder at the plight of Jews on Christmas. Why doesn't everything in the world shut down on Rosh Hashanah and Yom Kippur?). However, it turns out that working from home means working in my p.j.s from my bed, particularly when all the living room furniture is gone. Still cold and empty and scary.
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