Mom went to Baton Rouge yesterday and had the bolts removed from her leg. She was returned to the rehab hospital today, and I spent quite a while talking to her. She was alert, cheerful, and a whole different person from the hopeless dispirited creature I spoke with before.
On top of that, we've signed a lease! It is also in Somerville, on top of Winter Hill. It is an absolutely beautiful place, we fell in love with it the moment we saw it. The only criteria we had that it didn't satisfy was off street parking, and it's a liiiittle far from the Red Line for Bren to walk (Although walking to Porter might be an option). It's expensive; punch in the gut 'holy cow' expensive, but we'll have two wonderful people moving in to share the place and associated expenses. I'm excited, we'll be moving around mid-September.
The 'Haha, no really' came this evening when both of us cocked our heads and said 'Do you hear... rain?' There was no rain outdoors, but our bedroom and bathroom ceiling were showing unanticipated precipitation! Call to the landlord later, roho is crawling around in the basement and third floor crawlspace trying to turn things off, as the caretaker was out this evening.
We'll have to stay awake for our landlord to drive down from Maine, which puts us going to bed pretty late, but... hopefully we'll have water in the morning. Roho says he feels incredibly nasty.
Oh! The caretaker just got home, we may get to bed at a decent hour after all. :3