In between bites of deli-procured egg and cheese sandwich (extra cheese, please), I sat down to write a quick post. We got the news that at some point this week we’ll be given permission to head back up to our apartment and so I’ve been scurrying about making tiny improvements before we haul all of our worldly possessions back upstairs. I have paint streaks in my hair and dust under my fingernails. I’ve had maybe too many cups of coffee.
As I thought about what I wanted to write, I remembered that, but of course, I remain very much myself and I’ve already written about most of these things.
So, while I continue to run around like a chicken with my head cut-off and scrape bits of errant paint from every surface, here’s a rose and a few past posts for getting in the home-improvement spirit:
Note to self. (Will be ignoring at my peril.)
What about you guys? Moving rituals I should add to my repertoire?