Oh well, it's a lesson in patience, and the house is becoming less and less important.
I am not feeling that hot lately - having very strange dreams that involve natural disasters, predators and violence. A couple of nights ago, I actually had to wake up and open my eyes to see the man from my dream slowly disappear in thin air. It had never happened to me before!
During the day, it's hard to get going, so I often take a two-hour nap in the middle of the day and wake up only out of feeling of guilt.
Banana walnut raisin bread for Tom is in the oven. The apartment smells delish.
Waiting for Tom to come home and browsing through pics.