i fear i only have time for a to-go cup today.
much to do before we drive to fly to drive to be with family tomorrow.
i think it’s about time to get out of town again, if i’m reading the signs correctly.
those signs being that my quiche was mysteriously dead-sea salty and i wasn’t invited to oprah’s favorite things episode (1 OR 2 dagnabit).
life really is good when those are the bad signs.
regardless, i’m taking this coffee to go. and if i could i would put it in a camelback so i could sip as i walk up and down the victorian-runner in our hall, sending nearly-invisible dust flying from beneath it with each step.
today: working from home, packing from home, cleaning from home.
tomorrow: leaving for Home.
where this will be happening again for the first time since July:
sorry to drink and run . . . how’s your holiday prep coming?
tell me some good signs you’re seeing in your neck of the woods.