Today I worked really hard and got a lot done. There is still a daunting amount of stuff that I would like to get done, but if I pace myself I can make it *and* sleep. We have made so much progress so fast that I am fairly shocked. It’s like Sarah has been here for a year, not a month. Today she ripped apart the kitchen and fully integrated everything. And made labels. She had to have her labels. Our linens have been combined and only the best kept. She had better silverware, pots/pans, plate ware, art… the list is long. A lot of our stuff just left. I filled the van so full I couldn’t bring anyone with me to the thrift store at least three times. I cannot count how many times I went with smaller amounts. We are still sorting down so that we really fit into the space but now it is the kind of crowded that most people just live with. I would really like us to pare down more so that things don’t get so messy. We’re working on it. At this point the house will be easy to keep tidy enough for a maid service. 🙂 Not that I’m hiring one at this point. But hey, tidy house!

I really love my garage. I sit at my desk next to the window and I catch a tiny glimpse of sky while I sit and daydream in the jungle or go for a dip in the sea. I feel like I don’t deserve something this beautiful and it blows my mind that I made it. The more I look at the bookcase the more I see subtle things I want to do over time to enhance it. This is going to be my muse for years to come. I built myself a play house. I’m home. Sarah and I are calling our house Wonderland. And I feel like I did make a wonderland. I didn’t know I was a creative person. That was not part of how I saw myself. I was cold, distant from creativity. I am flat hostile if someone asks me to draw my feelings in any setting. I am currently refraining from releasing torrents of profanity about what passes for the mental health system in this country. Ugh. Anyway. Apparently I like to paint instead. And I like finding unusual solutions as I create a thing of beauty (to me, if you disagree keep it to yourself) that incorporates and masks the ugliness of the outside world. I’m having fun. I’m not sure I’ve ever had fun like this before. Ack. Gotta go parent.