Go then, eat your bread in happiness and drink your wine with a cheerful heart; for God has already approved your works.
This is what our living room looked like this afternoon. Those of you who have visited know it was arranged nothing like this when we actually lived here, and it will look totally different again tomorrow when we finish packing all the miscellaneous bits lying around. Much of the furniture we intend to get rid of is grouped off to the left, towards the windows; all the stuff we want to keep is to the right. Then we collected the miscellaneous still-to-be-packed bits and those we piled against the Get Rid Of collection. Our empty kitchen with its painfully well-scrubbed white surfaces* is off to the right, and you can just see the edge of my reflective bike wheel, by the stairs to the outside. Our den is entirely boxes and empty desks, and the upstairs loft bedroom closet now contains things to give away. Ian has been stockpiling clothes and things he will need in his month and a half here by himself up there, too. I, on the other hand, have been just trying to make sure I don’t forget anything important.
* An hour and a half of scrubbing just some of the cabinets and counters in our small kitchen has convinced me to never, ever have pristine, snowy white as my primary kitchen color. Never again.