Today is Sunday, and I am not at the new house. I slept until 9 this morning, and it felt great. Any given day has been very doable, but all the little sleep deficits and activity surpluses have been starting to add up to crankiness, so 10 hours of sleep - interrupted only by the cat telling me she loves me and is happy to have someone to nap ( Read more... )

So, here is the kitchen.


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