Rainy Days

     Rainy days and Mondays always get me down. That lyric describes yesterday. Don't worry, it's not as bad as it sounds; the sun shone a little, too. The remaining boxes and bins that have not moved for a week testify to the ongoing need for energetic, focused effort. The kitchen counter got clear and recluttered several times, but it is definitely moving in the right direction. Careful analysis of the cupboard space tells me that while the kitchen has a bigger footprint and definitely more counter space, it does not have more, but less storage, explaining the need for the cabinet waiting in the back of the van. Assembly is dependent on access to its location, now blocked by the washer which is waiting to be installed until the dryer part comes and it can be put in first. Clearing a space in the living room is also required for assembly. Dominoes still standing.
     It will take a long time in Georgia to figure out normal weather patterns. Monday was interesting with alternating sun, downpours, generalized mist, and sometimes all of it in the space of a mile of travel down the road. At one point I could see rain behind me, charcoal gray clouds beside me and I was driving through deep puddles, in sunshine, slipping on sunglasses. My errands included another trip to the Mall of Georgia area to pick up a Bible Study book and to browse furniture stores. Given the need for a new car and a new sofa, it is safe to say I will not be getting the sofa at any of those stores.
     No matter the weather outside and the gloomy, nonproductive personal status, when Katie and her friend Lily wanted to stop by after their library trip, I was reminded why I am so glad to be here. The few Beanie Babies I kept called their names and soon they were setting them up and playing. My attempts at finding an audible and not obnoxious ringtone produced hilarity as the two girls created specific dance moves to each trial tone. That filled the cluttered apartment with great laughter and much joy.