Actually, I don’t think this is ordinary time. But, to my pagan soul – today seems like I have finally returned to ordinary time. Not Hawaiian time, not just returned jet lagged time, not frantic about finding a new place time, not packing time, not moving time, not unpacking time. Just ordinary time. Ordinary time is good. For now.
I am going to get a spotting scope for the living room. For me. Not for Carlton.
Also going get some chunk of furniture to hold my computer and its accoutrements. I am not a good furniture shopper. And, I don’t want another monumental chunk of furniture which will prove problematic next time I move. And, I want it to hide all the stuff. For the last 6 years our living room looked like a computer repair facility.