Aug 6, 2010


I'm tired. I have an ear infection. I'm living on iced white mochas and delivery pizza. And my heart is full to bursting with happiness and excitement over my new home.
No, I'm not moved in, I'm not even done painting. But I'm starting to get glimpses of what it will be. It's even better than I imagined. Pistol and I will sleep there tonight and tomorrow we'll just hang out and rest and get used to the new place. Lovely!