Not Dead.

Not cooking, either. Not doing much other than putting things in boxes and going out drinking instead of having normal meals. The second truckload of stuff is rolling over the hill tomorrow, I had dreams of fitting two bookshelves and a loveseat in among other things but had to settle for one bookshelf and a side table for now, along with maybe 40% of my kitchen in boxes. Good lord, I don't want to get rid of any of this stuff. I want it all in my new kitchen so I can cook in my new house!

Also trying to repress the plant-buying urges re: the new place. I am not allowed to move or plant any plants there until we are living there full time so I need to calm down. In the meantime I am reading this and making plant lists.

It is dated, but beautifully written. And the garden I am inheriting is decidedly old-fashioned so maybe dated isn't so bad. And for her day, she sure was into organics and composting!

Pictures of the new place may ensue this weekend... cross your fingers!