Got home tonight and the roomie bounced!
No note. No email. Just left the keys on the counter.
Whomp! There it is!
But I am celebrating a little bit, and singing that old 70s tune from the Fifth Dimension. My fave part..."one less man, to pick up after! I should be happy, but all I do is cry, cry, no more laughter..."
Not me though. I'm laughing all the way to the bank on this one.