400 boxes is a daunting task even for me. Alex hired someone to come help me unpack on Monday as I am getting tired. My back has a new numb spot. Annoying. I suppose if it lasts more than 24-48 hours it's a relapse of sorts. I fear Optic Neuritis more than any symptom as I need my eyes to hear.
Yesterday, a big change - for the first time I roasted chick-peas (good for kidney/pre-diabetic peeps) till they were crunchy and added cajun. OMG, so good. Tomorrow I am baking flour-less, sugarfree oatmeal muffins.
Hmmm....I am liking this. Time to go to the nursery and find what I want to grow.
I have yet to hang pictures. I hate creating holes that go to waste so it's something I do last.
I found a lot of Nicole's clothes. I am thankful - enough to make a memory quilt whenever I can find someone to create one. And that takes money, of course. I wish I knew how to quilt but I don't. I envision some kind of crazy quilt - so many fabrics and yes I shall say it, crazy life.
Gini the daschie is slowly getting used to the back yard. She is not comfortable by herself in the big yard. Silly dog, I think...until I remember the last time she was in a fenced yard she was with her best friend. Quill was his name - a golden retriever who loved his squeaky toys. I opened a box and there were all his toys in a wicker basket. I added Gini's. Gini sniffs around but will only play with her toys. She avoids Quill's. Interesting...
The miller moth infestation is here - now don't fly into my hair!