Two perfect fall days in a row in August so far as it tries to make up for the horror of July. When summer acts like autumn, I have to resist the urge to go find a patch of grass under a tree and just lie there doing nothing for hours.
I can't do nothing yet because I'm still puttering in the new place. All the books are unpacked and sorted. My study area is set up. The living room area is bearable and traversable (sp?). Now I can also enter and exit the bathroom without contortions, and there's really just one last hurrah of a pile by the door that needs to somehow move out to the garage (super old files I need to keep but will not likely be accessing ever). I may be completely unpacked by this weekend, which would be so glorious.
Just in time to start getting serious about planning for my class that starts the last week of August . . . Don't worry; it's only a half class, so there shouldn't be any meltdowns this term. Good times.
Looking forward to autumn,
TMIA
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