The Weekend

Since we have been living here for six months, it seemed like it was about time to unpack.

Yes.

You heard me right.

Unpack.

All I can say is, we are getting there.

There are certain things about us that we cannnot understand.

For some of them, we went to years of rather intense counseling.

For others, we sit at opposite ends of the couch, look at each other deeply, and in our most loving way, say "Huh".

THGGM cannot seem to help himself. He buys old rugs and old furniture. He also has cashmere sweaters in every color and hue of the rainbow. He doesn't pay more than a couple of dollars for them.

I will buy anything at all if it is cheap, cute, I could make it into something else, or I know someone who might want it. Not that I ever GIVE it to that person. But, I could.

We did have rather a lovely time shopping from our own garage. It's heated, and cleaner than some stores I've shopped in resently.

I found many things that I haven't seen in well over six months.

Things I didn't even know I'd been missing until I saw them again.