Phew. I am exhausted. The house is shaping up nicely, but there's still a lot to be done. The kitchen is mostly unpacked and organized, and that is filling me with glee. I estimate I might actually feel like cooking dinner by Wednesday or Thursday! I'll tackle the bathroom tomorrow after our trip to IKEA for more bookshelves. (And really, who doesn't love IKEA? Watch us come home with a carful of stuff.)
I've been itching to write, but I'm so tired, I don't know if anything I put down would be coherent right now. It feels like I've been waiting for an eternity to start my next book, and I really hope I'll be able to do so by the weekend. I'm toying with the idea of trying something crazy - while I'd always sort of known which idea I was going to work on next, there's a second one fighting for prominence in my mind. I try to maintain "project monogamy" in both writing and knitting, but I'm really considering working on both simultaneously. They will be very different in tone, and I think the balance could work out well for me. Or it could turn into a colossal disaster. We shall see!
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