Somewhere, hopefully hiding in the corner of some bin or box or bag lies an envelope; a carefully organized manilla envelope containing clearly labeled little envelopes designating the screws, nuts, and bolts for no less than six book cases, two chairs, one end table, and one desk. We are sure that we placed this envelope in the very spot that seemed most logical and useful at that time…some months ago.
We have now spent many hours unpacking. The pile of meticulously indexed and now empty boxes has grown, as has the “goodwill” pile. But, we are at a bit of a stand still since it’s rather difficult to unpack much more without the shelves and desk to fill. I thought that maybe by writing about this, the chameleon envelope might stop tricking us and start treating us.
In the mean time, cider is warming, music is playing, and jack-o-lanterns have been carved. Very warm bear cub and puppy dog costumes have been located. So I leave you with a few photos of the non-unpacking activities this happy weekend.
