I moved over the weekend. My life is chaos. Last night, a giant picture fell off the wall. The cat is meowing and periodically bites my arm, as if to say, what the heck did you do to us? On the other hand, the place is coming together. And it's big.
Tea is still not a possibility. The 60-year-old Wedgewood stove is in (dirty) pieces in my kitchen. The new, bright yellow vinyl composition tile floor is covered with "base shoe", which will get nailed into place just as soon as it gets painted. Hopefully magic elves will take this on while I'm at work, earning the money for the mortgage. Through the magic of the Internet, an 18-inch Danby dishwasher is winging its way to my curbside. A young woman named Kendra wants to see the place, and possibly rent a room.
Just a few more boxes to unpack... And a Takagi on-demand water heater to order.
Love to all,
Judy
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