We've moved to our new house. We've moved! And for the first time since Mom's stroke on June 23, I will sleep in my very own bed tonight, on my very own sheets, with my very own pillow, and all my belongings around me. Yes, most of my belongings are in boxes or crammed into the closet for sorting later, and I can't find a blanket anywhere in this whole house, but I don't care.
Mostly what I have in my room is books. I was excited because I finally have all three of my bookcases in my room at once--before, one of the big bookcases was downstairs with Mom's books in it. Finally I would have room for every one of my books! But when I unpacked the 15 or 16 boxes of books and crammed them willy-nilly into the shelves...they only just fit. Dammit. I still need more shelves.
What wonderful news,KC. I'm very pleased for you. Glad to know everything is AOK with you.
I believe this calls for a w00t!
Jarmara and Michael--Thanks!
Excellent news. Life starts getting better now.
Sleeping certainly has started getting better, now that I have my own bed back at last. I do love my mattress. It's hard as a rock so my back doesn't hurt when I wake up.
Good times. More bookshelves!
That's how I know I'm reading enough, I need more bookshelves. :)
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