“A pair of shoes can change your life. Just ask Cinderella.”

Jim has arrived safely and with a great car load of things in boxes and black garbage bags and just shoved in any available crevice in the subaru. I had forgotten what a pigsty it is but it is reliable and safe and brought him here from the horrors of the south.

 

Maybe this spring we will get it painted. But the boxes ---oy---- the kitchen things and linens I have taken care of  but the loft (which is his office) is still scattered with boxes and  containers contianing screws and adaptors from extinct appliances and manuals for things we never owned or used and today he found more files and boxes of empty pendaflex files. this is the sort of thing he HATES and I love but he needs to know where things are so I can't do it for him. the utility room is close to unenterable. you can get to the freezer and if you turn sideways you can get a vase or a mop. heaven forbid you should need a vacuum cleaner or lightbulb.

 

The Caleb Carr is pretty gripping and I am using it as a prize for a few hours of entropy control. I have gotten all the radios where they need to be - bedroom, kitchen and master bath. I will take the massive boom box to the studio- but i don't know where we will keep cds. and I created a recycling center for upstairs in the hall closet. and even  may manage to find a place to keep sheets towels etc that are ready for laundry rather than throwing them over the loft balcony. although that method is pretty effective because it gets it in the laundry room quickly. later today I tackle the supplies dumped in the guestrom and get those things put away and go to work on the upstairs closet. it has great potential. as does one half of the guest room closet

 

we had eggs benedict for lunch and now that everything has melted outside I can go to the grocery store and do a major stock up of basics for cooking. HBO's Rome second season seems to be starting as bloody and nasty as the first. Yum.