Mundane

There is something deeply reassuring about the fact that the only thing I had to "worry" about today was where to put stuff as I spent literally all day unpacking a trillion boxes of kitchen ware in my newly while-I-was-away refurbished kitchen,  limping about in a god-only-knows what temperature and humidity level in my attic "penthouse" apartment.  Respite in the form of a slight draught when sitting on Robin's deck (she got back to Istanbul this morning) with wine, brie and crackers for an hour or two this evening.