I just had my cats exiled to my parents. Not an easy decision - they won't appreciate it for sure - but way better than us playing musical chairs with the fungus (if it indeed has reappeared - the jury's still out on that one).

Now the apartment's empty. I'm looking up modern art for my living room wall on eBay while trying to watch "A Gifted Man" at the same time (and slowly but steadily emptying the tissue box on my desk). Swell.

Somehow I thought October would go differently.