Good morning. Jake and I are up I don’t think it’s raining, which is nice.
Welldone, missy! I got three boxes of books packed. I’m waiting on packing paper to be delivered so I finish up in the kitchen, at least the breakables, but no word on when that’s coming. I also ordered another roll of packing tape.
It will begin to look strange in here before long. Bare and expectant. I like that look!
At least I’ll have closet space in Hurricane so I can hang my coats in a closet instead of the closet door, and my hoodies as well. I’ll send photos when I have it looking like home...the new place...
I want to plant a tree. I’ll have to get permission for that, though, I think. Maybe a nice quaking aspen.