I have gotten *paid*, which is the first time I've been paid since, uh, May (welcome to being a professional writer).
My parents are down for three+ weeks, house-sitting while we're in America and then hopefully staying through Thanksgiving.
I have gotten my hair trimmed (by a hairdresser who guessed my age as 25, maximum. That's the second time a hairdresser's pegged me for 25 or under in this country), *and* I have successfully re-done my stripe, which is quite bright and pleasing to me.
My copy edits are all done.
I've put in a grocery order.
We've got a hotel for WFC.
Life is good.