What a wonderful world.

Fear my superior poly-fu. Yesterday my wife suggested we look for a house to share with my girlfriend. I'll take that Nobel Prize in Diplomacy now.

(arkady has been looking after redcountess and I for the past few days and probably the next few more. And her sucky landlord has told her to get out with two months' notice, as they'd like more rent or something. She can hold them off a couple of months more, which will coincide nicely with the get-out option in our lease. And the three cats are getting along much better.)

It's possible either of them, or even I, might come to their senses and decide that Wales, Australia or under a bridge is a better idea. But it's looking good so far.

(I have told them they work out the roster between themselves.)