Change in the wind?

So... after a nice night of more dancy-dancy with the soon-to-be Indian ladies, I come in today to work and within an hour of getting in my 2nd level boss calls me in. This boss, called Deputy Project Manager or Engineering (DPME), is in charge of lovely things like staffing, budgets, schedules, and that big meta level stuff.

( out of frying pan, into fire? )

So... that's one question - new project, old (frustrating) project. Depending on schedules, I might even not be traveling.

( Dancy night... again )

Home from dance

Boy did I need that! Dance class was lovely.

( dancing with the ladies )

And then! I get home to a house that smells wonderfully of cleaning goo. Something lemony fresh. It appears that Kirsten, the new roomate, cleaned up the kitchen, and something (not sure what) upstairs, as both floors are lemony fresh. It's lovely. She piled up all the Lakshmi Droppings, and I'm now trying to find places for them. It was like a Magic Brownie came and made my house nicer. What a wonderful surprise. I'm all of a sudden really enthusiastic about her living here, and yet feeling slightly guitly about how messy I am. She *said* she doesn't mind - she likes cleaning - but if she keeps rocking at the cleaning, I'm totally gonna have to figure out how much rent to comp her. It is lovely to be able to do that... to maybe exchange money for time.