home again

Joshua Tree and Berkeley were great -- N and I had a good time together, and when we got to Valley St last night we saw some smoked pulled pork on the counter. T got home a few minutes later and opened a nice bottle of rose. I stayed in the cabin/studio and was treated to coffee, waffle, and fruit this morning.

But, of course, I'm glad to be home. Even though my home is still disassembled. The painters are finishing up for the day and I'm on the couch. I took photos of the desert but haven't sorted through them yet. So here are two random photos -- the first taken from the car just after we turned onto Hwy 66 in Barstow, and the second taken this afternoon on my walk in the Berkeley hills. It's not much, but it's all I can manage for now.

I am not sure I like the color I chose for the bathroom but I'm going to give it some time to grow on me, or not. I made the decision in a hurry, and I thought the color would be much lighter than it is.

I stopped by mag's this morning and chatted with her and her mom for a good while. They just found out that Nancy snagged a studio in a senior apartment complex on Shattuck and Delaware -- she'll be moving in at the end of the month. Quite an amazing bit of news.

I think I'm going to drive over to watch the wildcard game in a little while, leaving all my household goods in piles and clumps. I don't feel like dealing with it, partly because I can't really put everything back where it belongs.

Scott will probably come tomorrow morning to install the second iteration of the pantry door. I think I can pay him from my checking account. I was relieved to find the check from the trucking company's insurance carrier for the electrical repair was in my mail pile.