... we moved back into our Laguna Beach cottage on Wednesday afternoon. "Moved back" is perhaps a slight misnomer. But at least we set up a kind of base camp, from which we hope in the next few days to get ourselves reorganized. It will take a while--and a good deal of work. I have my twice annual pair of teaching days this Thursday, yesterday and today, Friday, so a good deal of the labor falls on Ellie's shoulders--though we did get a very good start on Wednesday afternoon, and I worked with her from around six in the morning yesterday until leaving for my teaching stint, already exhausted, at eleven. Ellie labored nobly for the rest of the day. It's a matter, mostly, of unpacking the hundreds of boxes we packed three months ago, cleaning things up, deciding what stays and what goes out, and replacing everything as needed. All the while working between the contractor and the painter with all their paraphernalia. It looks like a busy weekend ahead of us, and I might give short shrift to The Buddha Diaries. Still, it does feel good to be getting this start on the remodel recovery program.
May we all find peace in our lives.