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 Today was exciting because I spent all morning applying for places to live.  13 places so far.

I also called a lovely old friend to see if she could help us get our stuff out of here when our time is up, and she thinks she can.  I haven't talked to her in a long time - we mostly text, it it was wonderful to hear her voice.

Here is a completely unrelated meme, for spice.

Later Aaron decided he'd like a bath, and that was an odyssey.  (Why does that word always look wrong to me?!) 

His wheelchair doesn't fit all the way in the bathroom, so it took a lot of folding and spindling to get him into the tub, and more to get him sitting.  He decided to use his precious Guardians of the Galaxy bath bomb, which eventually fizzed out of existence, leaving him a Starlord charm.  

Which he later showed to his brother, announcing, "Look! Ant-Man!"

Then we scrubbed him up and reversed our into-the-tub process, got him dried and reapplied a clean bandaid over his healed toe.  He's not ready to give up the bandaid, though.

Now he's clean, in clean jammies, and we're tucked in, watching Godzilla x Kong again.